Cigar smoke and whiskey
Just sat on the balcony for a while there.
had a cigar and some whiskey.
and reflected.
At this point i am completely skint. Im not saying this to garner sympathy, far from it. given some of the things that have happened in the last few weeks i feel very grateful for my current situation. Yesterday, i was having a bad day. nothing incredibly bad, just one of those days were nothing seems to work out. until i went to the first of the workshops i run and spoke with a woman who recently spent 3 weeks in a coma. when she woke she had forgotten a great deal of her life prior to the coma. made my day seem positively joyous.
at the end of last week my fiance and i attended the funeral of a friends mother. he was staying at ours when he got the call.
But sat there in the dark watching swirls of cigar smoke float up into the night sky I sipped my whiskey and thought back. I thought back to when Sara, our friend sam and myself were unemployed and i had just bought cigars with the last of my savings. we smoked them on that balcony. it was a very windy day but from what i recall we where happy. I also got to thinking about plans i had made with other people from my past that i no longer keep in contact with. we had talked of putting money into a retirement fund and opening a bar with it in our twilight years.
I still like that idea, even if it isn't with those people.
all i can hope is that i am lucky enough to get to my twilight years.
and if my friends are there with me, i cant really ask for more.
had a cigar and some whiskey.
and reflected.
At this point i am completely skint. Im not saying this to garner sympathy, far from it. given some of the things that have happened in the last few weeks i feel very grateful for my current situation. Yesterday, i was having a bad day. nothing incredibly bad, just one of those days were nothing seems to work out. until i went to the first of the workshops i run and spoke with a woman who recently spent 3 weeks in a coma. when she woke she had forgotten a great deal of her life prior to the coma. made my day seem positively joyous.
at the end of last week my fiance and i attended the funeral of a friends mother. he was staying at ours when he got the call.
But sat there in the dark watching swirls of cigar smoke float up into the night sky I sipped my whiskey and thought back. I thought back to when Sara, our friend sam and myself were unemployed and i had just bought cigars with the last of my savings. we smoked them on that balcony. it was a very windy day but from what i recall we where happy. I also got to thinking about plans i had made with other people from my past that i no longer keep in contact with. we had talked of putting money into a retirement fund and opening a bar with it in our twilight years.
I still like that idea, even if it isn't with those people.
all i can hope is that i am lucky enough to get to my twilight years.
and if my friends are there with me, i cant really ask for more.