time;
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time;
it's funny,
i find myself thinking sometimes,
like now,
how time flies by.
the weeks,
and the months.
it's monday,
again,
and i'm sitting here planning my trips to asda's.
before i know it,
i shall be on the bus midweek,
fresh vegies shopping friday,
saturday cook-up,
then monday again.
and yet,
my life seems so,,,,,
motionless.
non-eventful.
almost as if,
time is standing still.
and then suddenly,
without warning,
i get a reminder from my body.
saying "no'no,i don't think so.those days are gone".
i was trying a few yoga positions earlier.
i wonder,
and worry,
about the future.
how long before my employers decide that i'm just not up to it any more.
and to be honest,
i'm not.
i really am,
just hanging on.
what i wouldn't give for a nice,
safe,
secure,
REGULAR,
life-routine.
a quiet and private,
self-sufficient,
abode.
where i could just potter about,
passing each day,
with just a few chores,
wash myself twice a week maybe.
have wash days for my tatty attire.
a regular supply of porridge and sultanas.
and a few other basics.
access to a doctor.
live anonymousy.
and just slob-out my remaining years.
i'm tired,
so tired.
i shall soon have to write my xmas shopping-list.
taurus from aldi,
and asda mince pies.
come to think of it,
why write a list at all?
cos i've got eph all else to do with my time.
coffee-time.
okay,
i got my coffee.
i shall drink this then i'd better get toasting,
prep for work,
then climb aboard the treadmill.
happy days.
------------------------------------
and then,
inevitably,
as i get older,
i wonder,
about death.
HOW i shall die.
the circumstances.
and i'm sure that i shall die alone.
leaving nothing,
and nobody behind.
probably be discovered by some poor sod weeks after.
well,
that'll do.
ho'hum.
-----------------------------------------------------
well,
toasting done.
having my last cup of coffee before i leave.
if i drink any more,
i won't make it to work.
maybe i've got a weak bladder or something,
but i can't go far without needing to pee.
do my pack-up at 6.00.
dine at 6.30.
lie down for a few minutes.
then i'm off to work.
i find myself thinking sometimes,
like now,
how time flies by.
the weeks,
and the months.
it's monday,
again,
and i'm sitting here planning my trips to asda's.
before i know it,
i shall be on the bus midweek,
fresh vegies shopping friday,
saturday cook-up,
then monday again.
and yet,
my life seems so,,,,,
motionless.
non-eventful.
almost as if,
time is standing still.
and then suddenly,
without warning,
i get a reminder from my body.
saying "no'no,i don't think so.those days are gone".
i was trying a few yoga positions earlier.
i wonder,
and worry,
about the future.
how long before my employers decide that i'm just not up to it any more.
and to be honest,
i'm not.
i really am,
just hanging on.
what i wouldn't give for a nice,
safe,
secure,
REGULAR,
life-routine.
a quiet and private,
self-sufficient,
abode.
where i could just potter about,
passing each day,
with just a few chores,
wash myself twice a week maybe.
have wash days for my tatty attire.
a regular supply of porridge and sultanas.
and a few other basics.
access to a doctor.
live anonymousy.
and just slob-out my remaining years.
i'm tired,
so tired.
i shall soon have to write my xmas shopping-list.
taurus from aldi,
and asda mince pies.
come to think of it,
why write a list at all?
cos i've got eph all else to do with my time.
coffee-time.
okay,
i got my coffee.
i shall drink this then i'd better get toasting,
prep for work,
then climb aboard the treadmill.
happy days.
------------------------------------
and then,
inevitably,
as i get older,
i wonder,
about death.
HOW i shall die.
the circumstances.
and i'm sure that i shall die alone.
leaving nothing,
and nobody behind.
probably be discovered by some poor sod weeks after.
well,
that'll do.
ho'hum.
-----------------------------------------------------
well,
toasting done.
having my last cup of coffee before i leave.
if i drink any more,
i won't make it to work.
maybe i've got a weak bladder or something,
but i can't go far without needing to pee.
do my pack-up at 6.00.
dine at 6.30.
lie down for a few minutes.
then i'm off to work.
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