Well today has been a strange one. There hasn’t been much happening on the property sale. I’m waiting for the contract basically then all should move quickly.
Soooo…. I decided to pop into town, maybe pick up some hand sanitiser. Have a coffee. I daren’t buy much else as I will just have to pack it for the new place. So I start with the search for hand sanitiser… Sainsbury’s, Tesco’s, Savers, Poundland, Boots et al. Nothing, nada, bugger all but empty shelves so in the true British spirit I’ve improvised. Bought a spray bottle and some vodka. I’m going to mix 8 parts water, 1 part vodka and 1 part TCP disinfectant. That should do the trick. If it doesn’t I can always drink the vodka…lol.
There was, I noticed, also a kind of Blitz spirit around the stores. Herds of plucky British souls wandering round and gazing at the empty gaps on the shelves where the sanitiser should have been longingly. I had a couple of good conversations with some of them and shared my homemade recipe with them.
Anyway, sanitiserless, I decided to retire to my local Costa’s for a double shot latte and a slice of walnut and carrot cake. Luvverly.
It was kind of nice to hear the strains of ‘Happy Birthday’ coming from Costa’s toilets. Filled me with a warm glow that so many people were sharing their birthdays today.
I did visit myself and lo and behold, a large bottle of hand sanitiser. Should I nick it? I was tempted but no I didn’t. I am actually surprised it was still there.
And so, stuffed with cake and fully caffeinated I headed for home. And joy. My contract has been delivered. I have to fill in a few questions about the conservatory and then send it back. I will drop it in later. Yayyyyyy. Toodle pip.
One by solitary one Lights go out. Flames so full of vitality. So many becoming so few. The corner stones of my life. Spluttering to obscure darkness And I know that to that darkness. I will someday go. Sometimes I see the shadows gathering Even in my life. Even on a sun filled day. And I feel scrabbling fingers in my dreams Always reaching out … feeling for my soul To snuff out memories and love. Will I still be loved? Will my glowing life be known By those that follow? Or will my darkness be complete. The black hand of forgetfulness Please give me time. Some final warmth from that now feeble sun. Please give me hope Before the lights go out. And darkness walks in.
There is so much going on in my life right now. Mostly good but none that I can talk of on here, and sometimes I feel overwhelmed. Totally. But I am reading the first novel I wrote back in 2007. Love Sex and Time Travel. I am finding within its pages comfort and believe it or not guidance. The part I am reading now has inspired me. Matt Spears is searching his own soul in the book, much as I am now and comes to realise that his only way to peace and resolution is to chose detachment. Wise words from my 2007 doppelgänger to my 2019 self. I shall take his advice. I chose detachment.👍😀☺️