I need to make something abbbbsolutely clear before we start
this entry. There is no real reason for me to want to bludgeon people to death
today. I’ve had the kind of day that people who, for instance, go out to work
for a living, can only dream about – Woke up, started work, then decamped to my
favourite coffee shop – you know the one by now – and spend a highly
companionable day enjoying coffee-based and frequently chilled beverages, while
I got the hell on with stuff.
Tonight of course, it’s Friday night, and far from being
able to relax and go meet my payday-girl, I’m due in extra choir practice in
less than two hours. That’s not what makes me want to bludgeon people with –
let’s say for generosity’s sake – a nerf-bat…
In fact, I don’t know what’s at the source of this feeling.
Possibly, it’s the feeling – entirely self-generated at present – that I’ve
slipped out of the groove I need to be in to get on with the Disappearing.
Could well have got on the bike this morning at 8…but simply didn’t. Could,
maybe, get on it tonight after choir and dinner…but you now as much as I do
that I probably won’t. Hence the sense
of slap-happy malcontent grumpiness and nerf-bat obsession.
So basically today’s a waste of Disappearing time. On to
tomorrow…
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