After the joy and heartbreak it’s back to normal
Wow, I don’t usually watch the Olympics when it’s on, but after watching the opening ceremony I made a point of watching the track and field events and boy was history made and legends confirmed!
Like a lot of people, I suppose, I thought Usain Bolt would win his races easily, but that was before I saw Yohan Blake run and beat Usain’s time in the heats and then almost catch him in the final, what an achievement so I thought Bolt might lose his crown in the 200 metres. When he was talking to Warren before the race I would have liked to be there to hear what was said. When the race was over and the dust had settled I was stunned to discover all 3 Jamaicans had won medals. Talk about keeping it in the family! Mo Farrar was amazing in both the 5,000 and 10,000 metres he has every right to feel over the moon with those performances, I hope there are no problems with the new arrival(s) when they do put in an appearance.
Of course, after the News being filled with the Olympics and just barely mentioning the missing schoolgirl, now her body has been discovered in the loft of the house she supposedly left that has become big news now. Even the other news being reported is all doom and gloom. If anyone bothered reading the signs left by the Mayans and Nostradamus they’d know a cataclysm is on its way and it will hit on 21 December, what I, personally, think is that every currency is going to crash just as the global economy has been doing since 2008. I was one of the first to fall victim this time when I was unfairly dismissed for “being different” when I went to an industrial tribunal I was told that even though I’d spent 6 years doing the same job, I couldn’t proceed as the company paying me for carrying out this work had changed 4 months previously. What a load of cobblers that section of law is!
I’ve not worked since then and the loss of my job cost me more than anyone should have to cope with, I lost my house, my son was then removed from my care, my wife played into the hands of Social Workers and couldn’t bite her lip for just a few months so I kicked her out, Social Services have, so far, refused to assess me so that my son can move back in. I’m determined to remain alone until things get resolved one way or another.
Although I live alone I’m never lonely as I enjoy my own company, besides I can please myself when to do things and what to do at any time of the day! If I decide not to go to bed until after I’ve watched the sunrise, who’s going to tell me I can’t? If I fall asleep mid afternoon, who can tell me I should’ve gone to bed earlier the night before? And if I decide to cook something at 2 a.m. Who can tell me no?
I’ve never been more alone than I am at the present time, but I’m not lonely! I’ve been lonely in a crowd, felt like an outsider when walking into my local for the first time, but I’m enjoying the freedom to do what I want when I want. I just wish I’d some more spending money for the odd night out with friends.
Now that I’ve bored my followers with this drivel, I’m going to bed so will wish you all a good night!
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