I realised today that, as I was alone all day at work, and then when I got home I went to bed before Gavin got home, and didn't call anyone apart from Gav, I went a whole day with only talking to a handful of people at work about work or the banal pleasantries that pass for the phone conversations I have with Gav when we're tired and cranky. "Buy bread" and the like.
This is the future, people.
This is what my life has become.
Yey.
(Hyperballad by Bjork)
We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit
A way
To start the day
I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you
It's early morning
No one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks
When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?
I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you
ETA I just realised how self-contradictory I am. I complained last week of being surrounded by too many people, this week I'm complaining about having no people. I'm so impossible to be!