Things with Tom go from bad to worse. He was supposed to come Saturday morning but text to say he was going out with his friends instead. He was supposed to then come for tea on Tuesday night but didn’t show then text to say he forgot. I’d reminded him...
Someone asked me today, “Why do you not speak to [person]?” To which I answered. They do not enrich my life in any way. I find them to be a drain on my reserves of patience and energy. By not speaking to them my life is a little bit brighter....
I sometimes wonder at the futility of life. At the ultimate destination of living. Death. Why do we work and struggle and suffer to live when in the end we simply die? What is the point in life when all life is to end?...
