A laptop is portable. This may seem
like a very obvious statement, but until recently I had no option but
to use my laptop plugged in. The battery on the old dusty thing was
useless, holding absolutely no charge due to being kept plugged in
for the best part of three years. I am an idiot. Now, thanks to my
lovely wife, I have the option to use this brand spanked hot-shit new
gleaming piece of laptop whenever and whenever I want. Right now I'm
in an airport bar, sat beside a TV spouting loud gibberish also known
as MTV, drinking tea because the coffee machine is turned off and I
have already drank enough alcohol this week to drown a shark. We are
heading back to real life; our wedding was five days ago, our
three-night minibreak is a memory, and we both have work on Monday.
The happiest week of my life is too-quickly ending with a sad
letdown. Get over it, saddo; pull yourself together. That's good
advice, me, I think I will.
In this past week I have had many new
experiences, each one worthy of writing/boasting about. Hopefully
there will be enough to fill the 5-7 posts I need to get through in
order to catch up. Briefly, this week, I have committed myself for
life to one woman, who also happens to be my best friend; been to a
spa where I had an aromatherapy massage and went in a jacuzzi, steam
room and sauna; stayed in a hotel swanky enough to have a mini-bar,
Lucian Freud paintings, and where I had the power to say "charge
it to my room". What an amazing power; I didn't see any money
for the duration of our stay.
....time...... time. ......time
time...... time....... time.....
I wrote those first two sentences on
Saturday night at Belfast International Airport. Wow. Fascinating.
It's now Wednesday, and after being ill for three days I am now back
at work. Work day finished. Tired. Must write.
....hmmm.... Now I'm not sick anymore,
I wonder if that digestive tract of mine is ready for that Connemara
Peated Single Malt whiskey I got in Donegal? .....hmmm... I
wonder.....
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