This is my second morning of getting up earlier before work to have breakfast at home. I'm sat with a cup of tea at home and it's a pleasant experience which gives me a run up to the day ahead.
Daylight was still up before me and that helps make it feel later.
I took my son to his grans last night and the time flew too fast. I'll see him again tomorrow and he's staying at mine then. It's a good arrangement seeing him every other day and many don't have it that good. This weekend my stepson is staying with me too and he's going through his awkward teenage years but so far has been fine with me.
Everything feels ok but I seem to be thinking about the gaps in my life a little too much. What am I missing out on by A/ not drinking and B/ not having a partner? I feel a little 'too satisfied' doing my own thing but that's a stupid complaint. That's the trouble you see when you no longer have a situation to escape- you start to lose appreciation of the situation. Maybe I need someone to punch me in the face.
Form an orderly queue please.
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