A Solitary Walk
05/19/2020
When you’re too lazy/have no inspiration to write a philosophical essay.
“The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn't it?”
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The sun’s very warm. Unfortunately warm. More than warm enough to make some want to go back inside, and sit down. It would almost certainly help if I took off my hoodie, but it takes far too much energy to do that. And so thus, I keep it on. I do realize that we’re supposed to make the hook engaging, but it, again, takes far too much energy to do. I also do in fact realize that the sentence I just wrote looks really weird. But, for the third time, it takes too much energy to go back and change it. Being repetitive is fun, especially when you’re also being completely oblivious to the fact that you’re being repetitive, and thus being even more repetitive. Isn’t that just walking, though?
Anyway, I came up with this really fancy and elaborate plan of how to write this blog post when I was walking. I had all the structure, a fair portion of the sentences and like everything all written down in my mind. It was perfect. Or at least, it would have been, if the sun hadn’t distracted me halfway through, and made me forget literally everything that I had planned out. Thus, I’ve decided to rely entirely on repetition. Now that I think about it, my room’s also kind of warm.
I suppose the only noticeable thing that I gained from taking a walk is that I learned (or at least I think I learned) how the electric fences on the farm near my house work. Before, I had just assumed that the entire fence was made out of metal (the fence looks somewhat similar to the non-electric wooden ones that Fenn has around the soccer fields, but they’re painted white and are a lot less “chunky.” They’re different than the ones that are just a wire and a piece of wood), and it somehow avoided short circuiting itself to the ground because I don’t know... magic? However, I now realize that I’m an idiot and magic probably isn’t how they do it. If I’m not mistaken, I’m fairly certain that only the horizontal parts are electrically charged, while the vertical parts (which are partially stuck in the ground) are made out of a non-conductive material (probably plastic or something). I can’t really prove this because both parts look the same, and I’d rather not touch it in order to find out, but I don’t see how it would work otherwise. I guess that’s useful information in case I ever get somehow transformed into a overly rebellious farm animal or something.
Electricity is fun.
This was a very enjoyable piece to read, I found it funny and had good grammar throughout, overall nice job.
Posted by: Chad | 05/08/2020 at 06:34 AM
This piece was pretty funny and I liked the repetition it kept me very engaged. Really great piece Mark.
Posted by: Will Hatten | 05/10/2020 at 02:19 PM
I like how a lot of your blog posts are basically A journal entry with just a bit more detail, it adds some great humor to it. The conclusion sentence was very moving too. Good job
Posted by: Drew Callen | 05/10/2020 at 03:28 PM
“Chunky fence”. I like how humorous you keep your writing. I can relate to not wanting/being too lazy to take a hoodie off; I have been scolded for wearing hoodies all year long, including summer.
Posted by: Kevin Yuan | 05/10/2020 at 07:05 PM
I liked how humorous you blog post was. It really made the essay a whole lot more exciting. I also liked the conclusion sentence. Good job.
Posted by: Willie Belle | 05/11/2020 at 05:02 AM