Monday, 8 November 2010

She scolded me for my excesses. My excesses, which means that sometimes I drink a whole bottle instead of just one glass. "Don't do this!" she said "think of P.!"
"Yeah, sure, think....but I do not think. He is always in my soul, whatever, heart. Today I was sitting at that bus stop where I recently saw him ..."
She changed the subject, she probably couldn't be bothered to hear anymore of my stories.
I'm a finished man. He can do whatever the hell he wants with me.


  1. But she's always scolding you. Always scolding everyone, actually. It's not just you. Ever since that mis-carriage. Affected her, it did. Well it's not surprising is it really? It would affect you a thing like that.