It’s been an exhausting week and now I’ve stopped for the weekend and feeling heady, a bit wiped out with the hint of a sore throat.
I’ve been trying to keep up with a growing workload whilst trying to work out the transition to the new job over the coming months.
I swam here after work. It was warm, still and beautiful with fish rising and leaving glistening rings of sparkle where they had kissed the surface.
As I was serenely gliding through the water it was so beautiful that I found myself wanting to lodge a complaint to one of the managers, just quietly at first ... until I realised I wasn’t being heard, and then I got angry...
‘...excuse me ...’
‘... Excuse me ...’
‘... EXCUSE ME ...’
‘... E X C U S E M E ... Mr Death ... just WHO do you think you are? Who the fuck do you think you are?
How rude ... How Very Rude ... HOW FUCKING RUDE ...
We were in the middle of a conversation, a beautiful, life-loving conversation and you had the audacity, the bare faced audacity to interrupt us ... For Ever. HOW DARE YOU?
Go and stand in the naughty corner ... FOR ETERNITY....’