A WEEK IN MY LIFE 1997

A WEEK IN MY LIFE 1997
JUNE 21st Saturday.
I arose this Saturday morning and walked the three footsteps into the shower cubicle which had been created in my bedroom like a wet transparent monolith. My ex, G came around for a bit but it was fine as she left without begging me to get back with her. It was that thing where I had finished with her to move on to something new and yet because she only lived around the corner, she would come around, usually when I was drinking and I would sleep with her. Which made me feel bad about myself for weakening and using her but also weak that I might be doing the wrong thing. What if I had dumped the girl who would end up being the closest I had come to being happy with. Even though it would be a bit of a shit carry on if that was as happy as I ever was going to be.
My brother came over and my diary says that we played on the Sony Playstation for four hours but I don't remember that.
After he went my mum had rang but I did my not answering bit. This had been escalating a lot around this time. It strted off with my just having my hands full or being upstairs and then once I ignored the phone one time, I could do it more and more. There came a point where I daren't answer it at all and so I unplugged it entirely for a few months.
I had some friends come to my home that evening and I noted an attraction to my mates sister. this had been going on for over ten years but now I was single and had no one new to focus on, I would focus on the nearest thing. Everyone is attractive when you are newly available again.
So I wrote in my diary that I "quite fancied" her which means nothing. We watched a shit film into the early hours.

Sunday 22nd June 1997

The following mornings I awoke and wandered into the shower again where I sat slumped in the cubicle again for ages as the water dripped off the flannel which I had draped over my head. As the day evolved I was invited by my mother to eat at hers. I declined. I cleaned up since I was alone. Cleaning felt like organising my thoughts by using real items. Once completed I watched THE LION KING, GRUMPIER OLD MEN and YELLOWBEARD. I've watched film after film for so much of my life it's a wonder I have ever experienced anything. G came around again today amd as much as I wanted to do something with her, I refrained. This was a good sign, I could resist her and the second wave of dumping her was beginning.. The part where you look at your ex and go " I thought I told you to fuck off?"