One Thousand Word Challenge 90: Hot Sunday Ramble

Alright, so I’m making an attempt once more and I’m going to see how far I get and how fast I go. Really sore in the wrist at the moment, but I think I can get through the whole way. Not sure, but I think I can.

Whether I actually can or not is another story entirely, but of course it is one of those “we’ll see what happens” things, so we’ll see what happens.

Or maybe we won’t. Maybe nothing will happen and I will completely can this and that will be that. No one will read this. No one will be able to see the brilliance that I was able to conjure. That would be a problem – maybe – so I should stick to it and keep on conjuring the brilliance so that everyone can read and see the brilliance and thus proclaim that this is indeed a brilliant piece of writing.

Look, I like to dream and I like to dream big, even if those dreams are unattainable. You gotta go with what you can, you know. I’m just doing that and so I shall continue to dream and have a large ego of sorts and push on with all of that other stuff.

I guess I should really try to push forward now and try to get to the end of this first before I begin to attempt to make proclamations of grandeur. That would be a better thing to do than… I guess… making those proclamations and then not delivering, or something. It’s all about the building of the up rather than the winding of the down and I sure do like to escalate things to unreasonable levels and so that is what I shall do in the present moment, or something.

Or maybe I will not and I’ll just continue going on and hope that something will happen that will guide me toward something else and then there shall be a series of lights that I should follow or something, and I shall follow them and then they shall lead me to whatever it is that I seek (I’ve no idea on this one) and then I shall look at what it is that I seek and I shall seek the answers and in seeking the answers I will try and find a response and that response will then be something glorious and golden. That is what I hope, or maybe I don’t. Maybe I hope for other things.

There probably are a lot of things that I hope for that I am not aware of and maybe that is a bad thing. I don’t know if it is a bad thing or a good thing. Should one know what they hope for? Probably in some cases it is good to know, whereas in others it might not be so good to know. Who knows?

Anyway, I think I have dwelled on that subject for perhaps a little too long and so I need to find something else to move onto as I’m wasting my time now, or maybe I’m not and I’m just pretending to waste my time in order to move the subject onto something else. That is how it works sometimes and that is something I’m rather fine with, I think. Maybe not always, but right now I am. However, I’m taxed and I’m sitting here and I am sweating a lot more than I would like and so heat is on the brain. Also, soon work starts and I need to worry about that at some point. Hopefully later rather than sooner, but I don’t completely know what the case will be. Just hope that it will be later rather than sooner. Well, I can hope, but there is no changing as to how soon my shift starts and so I should get ready soon. Still have a bit of free time, however, and so I need to take advantage of that to some extent so I can maximise what time I have.

I guess that in writing this I am taking advantage of the time afforded to me and so that is something that I have revealed. I guess that in announcing that I need to maximise my time I have revealed to myself that I am indeed maximising my time by taking advantage of the time that I have to write this and that’s a good thing, I guess. It provides a nice feeling as I have a small sense of achievement that I now get to have as solely my own, though of course it can be shared with others and sharing is something that is worth doing, even if it is not something particularly outstanding, so consider this bit of writing something that I am sharing with all of you and so you can read it and think to yourselves “Hmm, he really is sharing whatever this bit of writing is”, and then you pass it on toward other people and it keeps on going and so on and so forth.

Anyway, I think I really have said all that I can say, so now it is the time in which I spend the time to wrap this up so I can get onto other things such as getting ready for the day of work which thankfully is a short one. I will relax and get busy and be busy relaxing, and it will all come together in the end and present itself as something complete that is ready to tackle the next goal, which is the actual job of which I am paid to do, which I hope will be slow going as slow going means doing less and I want to be lazy as the heat is something that bothers me more than it should, and not just for reasons of discomfort. However, that is a writing for another day.

Not today; another day, such as one where I feel like writing about the heat.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 09:48:52

This is a mess. Should’ve been an earlier-shared mess, but for some reason I waited until after work, so yeah.

Written at home.

 

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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