Well, heres a novelty...me stuck for words...
I have another blog on my website (http://kennyandyvvy.dontexist.org) which i update when I can but im pretty sure nobody is reading them. Maybe they're boring, or nobody knows they exist; either way, i'll carry on updating it when I can.
I used to keep a journal up to a few years ago, and I stopped doing that because, quite frankly, it would have sent you over the edge into the firey pits of morose. Reading back over them a few weeks ago, I realised that all I did was whinge about how shite my life was, and how I missed opportunities and breaks, all intermingled with sentences that would have you opening veins left right and centre.
But sitting here, typing words into a blog that probably nobody except me and the wife will read, I realise that I could have easily taken the breaks and grabbed each opportunity by the bollocks and squeezed til they loved me.
But I didn't.
I....didnt.....
I could have....
....
but i didnt.
Why? because I was too stupid and too lazy to get off my fat arse and seize the moment. Instead, I let them slip by me. And by the time I realised, it was too late. So what did I do? Go on the old self pity trip and start bleating about how tough ive had life and the world owes me their sympathy.
At least Im alive, in reasonably good health with a fantastic wife and my whole life ahead of me. Im pretty sure, as my mum used to say, there are millions of people in graveyards who'd gladly trade places with me.
I think i'll pass....maybe my existance isnt that bad after all....
