Just giving you guys and insight into the 24 hours of my so
called inconsequential life so I can bore you with the mundane.
So I awake to two vibrations on my phone alarm once at
7:30am again, think about her for 2 seconds before telling myself to stop
giving a fuck about her. Then I chuck on some clothes, take a piss and head on
down to begin the day. Once I’m in the kitchen I brew up a tea, grab two
biscuits and a few tablets and scoff them down my gullet while watching ever
more depressing news stories, just waiting to brighten up my day even more.
Before heading up stairs for a grooming & hygiene session (yeah it takes
some effort to look like I don’t, not much granted but some). After that I
whack on some shoes, head out the door and get in the car and sit in the early
morning traffic.
Roughly 8:10am I arrive at my desk in silence and then I
will usually proceed to spend the next 20 minutes on my own sorting shit out
for the day ahead in silence also. Afterwards everyone else turns up and things
get better and time starts to fly until 10:30am, when thoughts of her remerge
in my head, then the battle to try and distract myself truly begins. This is a battle that I frequently loose and a
war that sees no sign of end or victory. Slowly approaching comes the first
respite of the day.
At lunch I head on out on my own into the dilapidated
ghost town that is Bracknell Town Centre, a more depressing sight there is not.
As I meander my way through snotty nosed brats and single mums past boarded up
shops, my mind starts start to embitter and I start to envy any sense of
affection shown in public. I then feel my choler rise as pensioners shuffle
ever more slowly beneath my feet as I rush to get a sandwich I’ve tasted too
many times before. Subsequently I start queuing for the only working self
service checkout (which barely works) before heading back through the unwashed
masses, to sit at my desk, read the daily news stories, while eating some of my
lunch before proceeding to chucking the rest in the bin, then popping a few
more pills before getting back to work.
The time is now 1:45pm and the workload starts to dry up,
so I head on down stairs to stand around doing work on my lonesome, exchanging
the occasional “hello’s” and “how are you’s” to acquaintances & colleagues.
All the while the battle raging in my head has started over again and it looks
like I’m loosing again. Then as the day closes the banter picks up and respite
is gained once gain. At 4:57pm i hit the shut down button and pack up for the
day, proceeding to get back in the car and head to Sainsbury’s grab a few bits
for dinner and head on home.
Finally I’m home! It’s all of wanted all day.... or is
it?
I subsequently continue to get changed, crank up some
music and get the dinner on. Nothing tastes the same as it ever did as I throw the
lacklustre mouthfuls down my gullet, with the addition of a few more pills (because
I haven’t had enough already today). Now the time has come to check out the day’s
events online and what’s this? Nothing has happened again. At about 8:00pm I
break out a few push ups and sit ups before heading out in the cold & wet
night to run for 3-5miles, past places that hold too many memories of past
lives, which only end up distracting me from the cleanse running used to be on
my mind. Once I’m done I return home and carry out the Three S’s (shower, shit,
shave. For those who don’t know). The rest
of the evening is then spent catching up on the TV I’ve missed in the previous
days.
Now we’re into the endgame. Still awake? Thought not. I did
say it would be very boring and I’m hoping it didn’t disappoint. The time is
now 10:30 and I make the slow climb up the hill to Bedfordshire (not literally
of course). Read a chapter of the latest book, before turning of the lights and
lying in the dark fighting the final battle of the day, before a combination of
the pills kicking in and the last of my energy running out, I fade into the
black and await the next day to begin.
So there you have it a day in the inconsequential life of
Jon in 800 words. Yeah it is actually 800 words including these words here,
great isn’t it?
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