Just because...
Sep. 26th, 2006 11:23 pmI haven't posted anything in a while, so I thought I would just pop in something quick to let people know that I'm still alive...
Booked my car in for a service and its MOT - it'll be being inspected on Tuesday. I expect it to fail, and no that's not being pessimistic, just realistic. It's just one of the things that have been worrying me lately. One of the things I've been losing sleep over.... if you can call dreaming about some Transformers using my car as a football losing sleep. I've had that dream a couple of times now... and no, I don't know which ones they were.
Good night.
Booked my car in for a service and its MOT - it'll be being inspected on Tuesday. I expect it to fail, and no that's not being pessimistic, just realistic. It's just one of the things that have been worrying me lately. One of the things I've been losing sleep over.... if you can call dreaming about some Transformers using my car as a football losing sleep. I've had that dream a couple of times now... and no, I don't know which ones they were.
Good night.
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Date: 2006-09-27 02:35 am (UTC)*hugs tightly*
Chin Up
Date: 2006-09-27 10:33 pm (UTC)Sorry about the anon nick not sure how to join.
I sit quietly at the window watching millions of small tight white snowflakes fail in their battle against gravity. As they land on the hard concrete surface of our world and melt away into indivisibility a sadness moves into me as I realize that once again there will be no snowball fight today. My hands will remain dry and my cheeks pale. Even now the glass offers no protection from the cold crisp air which is making me feel chilled and stiff not supple and warm.
Again I stand up to pace the room, trying to sooth the ache inside only to return to my hard seat. Droplets of salty water make rills and fall into the space beyond my fingers. The water outside is less quiet as it trickles towards its long journey back to the ocean to be warmed and airborne once more. My eyes twinkling I look to the sky. Slowly I begin to smile for I know this is not my journeys end and with Wellington boots at the door I will wait expectantly for real snow and the return of tomorrows dream today.
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