Goodbye February

It’s been a strange month filled with ups and downs (mostly downs, but I’ll try not to focus on them). I started off trying to affirm to everybody how happy I was with the way things have been going for me and was subsequently assaulted by an anonymous comment telling me to “stop moaning”.

I’d like to thank whoever it was for causing me to realise that there is simply no point in my trying to show people how happy I am because apparently they can’t interpret it and so I have decided to go ahead in a bloody minded way just writing whatever I feel like. After all, this is my blog. I should be allowed to write what I like here about my personal life without being slated for it.

If you’re here solely to read the flash fiction, then that’s fine. You don’t have to waste your time wading through my personal thoughts.

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Considerations

I apologise for the lateness with which I’ve been updating my personal thoughts on this here journal, but I assure you that it’s not because I’m simply neglecting you. I’ve had a lot going on, as usual; however, some of this brain rubbish pertains to other people and I’m divulging my life here, not theirs. I also have rather a situation at work right now, too.

I’m not sure on how much to say just in case somebody higher up than me comes across this, but that’s probably highly unlikely. Right?

Anyway, I work on a junction. There are two of us. My lovely friend crosses children and parents across the busy main road and I (normally) cross over at the end of the junction so I can see cars turning in from both directions and the cars leaving the junction from the secondary school.

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A Poem Of Sorts

#poetry

Today, I give you a poem that I wrote a few weeks back. It’s sort of a poem crossed with song lyrics, I guess.

I’ll be writing a new piece of flash fiction soon too – as promised. My time for writing is just fizzling away with the approach to Christmas. And I know I keep making that excuse but it really is true.

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