After covering 1994 in the latest instalment of A WEEK IN MY LIFE, I decided to have a quick look at what was to come in the next episode which would be taken from my 1995 diary. Within the pages of this  diary was lists of things like 'songs which remind me of who and when' which were songs on the radio as I had just dumped girlfriends or other such emotional moments. The lists brought back buried memories of things best forgotten. That is one thing about having documented my own life....nothing stays buried. It is an eye opener a lot of the time but you never really get over any hurt in your life, you just simply forget them more. 
Being twenty was a no mans land. Not a boy and not a man. That's probably a good title for my autobiography. 

I had such a wonderful two days with my son. We did more work on our spaceship control system and painted the view through its window. That led us to look on YouTube at 'The Solar System song'. He took it all in really well. We spoke about the planets and what colour they were etc.  
Just the day before I had taught him the Green Cross Code and then we played it for half an hour with Knuckles. He told me he loved me about three times and we rolled about cuddling each other. I hope I make him half as happy as he makes me. Today we went to the local park since the weather was trying to stay bright. When I dropped him home I noticed new guys car was there so I made a quick exit. I only felt ten percent awkward so that was a huge plus. I hadn't waved a my boy though so I got a call to say bye. He was ok then. 
I miss him though. Oh well, I will see him tomorrow for tea. 
My diaries teach me to make the best of where I am now. I don't think things could be better. 
My wife and I were NEVER going to work out any different. 
I should enjoy my situation the best that I possibly can.