News of the day : Everybody IS fucked up...

Everyday when I come home from work, I ask myself "what is wrong with you?". The reason for this question is because of the obvious fact that I have been back from holiday since the ending of June and the luggage I travelled with is still right by the door. The clothes have been taken out and washed, but that damn suitcase, is still right by the door with all my tourist memorabilia and shoes in it. Also, its been a week or two since I have done my laundry and instead of folding my clothes neatly and putting them in drawers and cupboards, yep! You guessed right! They are still all wrinkled up in my huge Ikea bag, and I pretty much just take my clothes from there everyday and go to work. That is why, every single day, I ask myself that question "what is wrong with you?"

Yesterday, I visited a friend of mine. He is much older than me, and I always thought a lot more matured and set in his ways...but what do I see as I enter his flat?

His suitcase, still by the door. He has been back from his holiday for over a month now. And in his room, what do I see? His clean laundry in his own Ikea bag...I am guessing he just takes his clothes from there...

I began to think of all my friends and the things I have noticed in their homes...Roland is just a mess. Things are EVERYWHERE. If anybody is fucked up, its got to be him. Tibb, who is always so pedant and notorious for his clean habits at work....you won't believe it! His apartment...lets not talk about it. I even offered to help him put away stuff...

But unto the married couples...even worse. Shoes and jackets everywhere, plates in the kitchen sink, stuff all over the sofa, laundry bags full...children making a mess everywhere...its terrible.

I came home today and for the first time in ages, was not irritated with my damn suitcase by the door. I smiled at it. Its okay. I am not the only one fucked up. Everybody is fucked up.