The previous nights sudden thaw had escalated over night so much that it left an almost snowless effect on West Yorkshire and in particular the area of Keighley. I drove to Jam Radio around eleven am and prepared myself to train up a new dj friend to do his own film show.
The hours clicked by and I tried to be as productive as possible. The usual people had the usual one line conversations which we always share.
"Hi Chris, are you alright?"
"Fine Thanks, how are you?"
"Ok thanks"....and repeat every week.
I was invited to a radio night out and openly and honestly declined, telling of my social awkwardness. The heights of which had made the rule to always decline such things these days.
I could go, but I've been there so many times that I've learnt from it.
I go and feel uncomfortable, leading to people asking me what's wrong....to which I reply that I'm fine. This then notifies me that my face and coldness is making them feel odd and that in turn has me feeling like I'm spreading misery. I come away feeling like I'm a freak or just miserable.
I'm neither....I just don't want to be there in all honesty.
And repeat....once again.
So I end up happy and alone at home taking care of whatever the hell I have on the go untIl I must set off to two different ghost teammates houses. Once we've discussed future investigations I return to Jam Radio to over see / produce a radio show which has problems to iron out. I sneak a plug on air for our ghost team before I arrive home once again, caffeined up and yet trying to wind down.
So its currently 11:30pm on a Sunday night.
Just one more blog entry I tell myself....then i'll lie down and rest.
Another weekend fades and the whole routine starts again.
I've been organised today though and I hope the morning will show its fruits.
The voices in my head are quiet so I'm must be doing something right.
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