Saturday, November 6, 2010

being busy with doing nothing

I've been unemployed since Tuesday.
I've heard that the suicide rate amongst unemployed is the highest.
I am unemployed
And I'm god damn happy about it!
I hear people going to work in the morning. Putting the cettle on and rubbing their sore eyes, trying to convince them that it's wise to stay open from now on..
And I'm in bed..
Still in bed..
And I quite enjoy it.
But I wouldn't like to do it for too long.
I shall pull myself together and do something..or go to somewhere.
Oh, I went to Inverness one day. I was planning to stay there for two days..but I came back with the next bus. It was HORRIBLE! No one said to me that theres like..people in there and I mean like loads of them..it was far too big for me..no familiar smiles nor faces, no one calling my name and waving bye or hi..just grey samelooking people, with filthy cigarettes in their hands, extra pounds trying to fight with gravity and red cheeked children staring their iPods or whatever consoles..and just grey and miserable..bouring down rain...
I was lost.
So I rushed back home, my housemates waiting for me. Put on Friends , filled our wine glasses and set ourselves comfortably in front of the fireplace. And I was home.

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