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Wednesday, 22 May 2013

What if I'm dead ?

I feel better for a good wad of sleep last night. Another cheekily mild temperatured day met me as I left for work. The second May bank holiday is upon us and PPS is investigating a dilapidated mill in a West Yorkshire valley if the dry weather holds up. I'm looking forward to it I have to say. Hopefully one of our team will get to try Scrying whilst we are on location. 

I'm feeling positive about my life which is a wonderful feeling. I'm trying to pass a similar feeling onto my little boy too so our memories are happy ones. 
I'm seeing a lot of him from now until Monday (5 days time). 
I wrapped all of his presents last night and look forward to him opening them. 

I've seen a few more relationships fracture around me as loves flame gets put out by the passage of time. It's fucking amazing to be single and glad that you are. Why build something up that will collapse on top of your heart? 
I go about my way doing as I please at the times I choose and as often as I wish. 

Ah, that's better... My stomach has chilli con Carne in it. I wish I had some pudding now. Four hours of work to go yet and a laid back attitude to work around. Thoughts turn to my little 4 year old who will be eating his dinner at school as I write. Xbox lego Batman with him tonight no doubt. 
Speaking of which, if you are reading this from the future, I will say this; the x box one (720) had something of an unveiling yesterday and the PS4 seems to be waiting in the wings. Two purchases which I will no doubt end up wanting. 
So how is the future where you are? If its just tomorrow from 22/5/13 then I guess little has changed. But if it 2020 for example, how are the hover bikes working out for you? I hope the apple iPod version 16 is a good one. 
Hey, what if I'm dead as you read this? 
Fuck..   That's a sobering thought. 
What would I want to say to those, like you dear reader, in the future? 
Erm.... Hello? No that's not good enough. 
I guess I want say that I died happy (hopefully) and that my son was the cure for every ill in my life. Please don't destroy my diaries and writings. Erm and I can contacted on a ouija board if anyone needs me. 

1 comment:

  1. Hellooooo, itssssss meeeeee from the underworld!
    Commenting on your own post, now that's a new low!

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