I have been down to the laundry room. There are no available slots. I have missed my time slot three times this week. I often think I will wake up super early to go to the gym and do my laundry.
I am not so successful.
In my bid to get my writing back on track, I am now forcing myself to write here again. So some pieces might not be meaningful. In fact, useless and worthless.
My bicycle is outside. I don't think it will survive another winter.
There are many things to think about. I am not as strong as I thought I was. A bit too sensitive and I hurt easily.
The year is coming to an end and I have to say that even though the first half of the year was really, bad,this second part has not been totally rubbish. Still fucked but not really really bad.
I met a random woman yesterday who said to me "You think having children will be the best thing ever and then you have them and realize that they are are going to disturb you all day long"....
I met her at the library...it was closed. So I sat on a bench and ate my lunch. She arrived, I told her it was closed and she just starts talking to me about all kinds of stuff. I am a polite person so I listen but in the end she was becoming more and more animated and all worked up especially when she started talking about children...
It was like a confession.
I noticed she was working towards the metro, I was going that way too but the prospect of listening to more talk of her life situation was not so appealing so I decided to take the bus instead.
I did not feel guilty at all. I put on some music and watched the rain fall.