The Next day, always a tricky day. Usually it is heralded by the arrive of Soapbox Sal (my other/better ((you choose!)) half). Its not that she wasn't there before it's just a new character (trait/flaw you choose) that seems to arrive to shout/agree/disagree at the televised news it's an interesting time as usually I find myself fluctuating in my views as to who is right or wrong whilst keeping a firm eye to personal safety!
Today was not unusual in content, a thorough discourse on foibles and mistakes of government both national and local, the poor quality of opinion shown in the media IE: not the same view of soapbox Sal, Then finally arriving at the Nationality of our sporting Olympians as to which side of any English county border the should reside! (No I don't understand either.) All I know is, that I survived again Soapbox Sal is back in her mental residence and I am able to live to listen and agree again and again another day. Joy heaped upon Joy.!!!..
Had a interesting chat to a neighbor yesterday when he revealed himself to be some sort of philosopher as during our discourse he announced that we were 'living with a faulty design' huge excitement for me,.. This was a radical concept, I was to consider for some time, maybe even take myself away from the world and just really think about his concept, I perhaps could found a new religion around this, in a way that we as a race understand our shortcomings, our need to compete, our avarice for others property and wealth, man's inhumanity to man.
This was a Damascus type moment for me! At last a reason to be, a reason for all these idea's . I felt almost giddy with all this internal turmoil, at last things were going to come together for me after all these years. I started to glow in the full knowledge of all the accolades that were coming my way, accepting the weight of responsibility of me turning the tide of man......
Turns out he was trying to tell me the drains were blocked!!.......'Later
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