Monday, 15th May 2023.
My favourite day. Council tax payment day(sense the sarcasm).
I’m pretty sure, at this point, that someone is playing a big joke on all of us, and when I say, all of us, I mean the human race……….
As long as someone is having a laugh, I suppose.
Men are bottom feeders. We live on the emotional scraps of women. We love them, and they just want us to give them love. Give. Take. Its all the same.
The End.
Yep. I’ve said it before, and probably again. I’m so broken inside.
Monday, 15th May 2023.
Yay! Monday. Pfft.
I’m waiting for the ventilation maintenance man to come and maintain my vent system. I’m pretty sure he is booked for 8am. After that I gotta go to Crawley amd do a little job. Easy day really. I suppose I’d better get some food as well?……..
As I said, YAY! Monday……..
09:15
I’m at Cobham Services now, getting coffee. I’m expecting a phone call about the complaints I made yesterday, so I’m feeling a bit jumpy. On the upside, my ventilation system is fine, lol!
This world is mental. Backward. Without reason. Do I take it all too seriously? Probably. That’s the problem when you are on your own. Shit festers.
We’re all on our own, really, right?
I did a little Lidl shopping. Just what I could afford. Sandwich stuff mainly, and a Camembert for tonight. Cheese is good for sorrow.
Tuesday, 16th May 2023.
06:19
I awake and, on the train. It seems like quite a while since I’ve done it. Too much driving.
I feel alright. Clean, but surrounded by this world. You can never have it all. I made packed lunch. I have Lava Java. I’ve taken my pill.
I’ve taken the cure.
12:09
I’ve taken in more vitamin D today than I have in a year. I’m heading home, where I always expect another letter.
Another letter to ruin my day/life. The constant threat weakens me.
But, my soul is at peace. Perfectly trapped inside. Insular, in its eggshell cocoon.
14:40
No letters. No hallway meetings. I’m safe inside. Plus, I got a bottle of Chivas for 22 quid!
Wednesday, 17th May 2023.
Bad move. I’ve got 27 quid left in the bank, and it’s only Wednesday. I also have no work today, as yet.
It’s 06:07 and I’m laying in bed, wondering where it all went wrong?
Shit.
16:40
I’m glad I got the Chivas now…..
Thursday, 18th May 2023.
09:32
I didn’t think I was working today, but we have an emergency in Leicester. It’s not ideal, but I need the money.
Also, it’s very late for leaving to get there. It’s takes a couple of hours, so we won’t be there until about 12.
11:08
I spoke too soon. Crash at junction 9, M40. Solid traffic. We are still an hour and a half away.
It turned out horrendously. It took 4 hours to get there in the end. We did a couple of hours’ work, and then it took 2 odd hours to get back to the Guv’s. I stopped for food and washing detergent.
I’m absolutely fucked now. I’ve got to do it all again on Saturday. I’m not working tomorrow, but I promised L-Bobs I’d drop him at the station for 6am…………..