So when you are silenced so powerfully and irrevocably as I am, life takes on newer hues.
You appreciate for example – TV.
I’ve realised I really like How I Met Your Mother (I can’t believe it myself) and Two And A Half Men isn’t as terrible as I thought it was. But really those shorts – I have no idea why they annoy me so much!
I’m also terribly glad I never gave in to that urge during degree college and got myself a Guppi. That would have been ruinous. Since I’m playing lots of online fish games, I can’t believe how much work those darned things are! It’s like having a baby for God’s sakes. All food and poo and beady eyes staring at you! How much does a fish eat? And how can anyone make water so dirty!
New office guys are being real patient and kind. I wish I could work from home if I only knew what I had to bloody do! Who, really, who falls so fatally sick on Day 3 of starting a new job?!
But here’s the truth, you cannot do any meaningful work without stimulation and meeting people. I vaguely thought I’ll finally brush up on my French. Non. I thought I’ll work on my book. My sore mouth mocked my lofty ambitions. Then I thought I will make notes for my students. Ha ha.
So I feel like I’m fading away. Without any sweat. Just like that. And all those existential questions prop up – what can I drink besides tender coconut water? When can I eat? What am I doing in life and all that…
Oh buggering bollocks. When is this hell going to end!
And this post was supposed to be witty and fun. Ah well, too bad.