Am I lonely?
Sometimes.
Am I alone?
Yes.
I was always on the move, the next place was going to be “The Place”.
Fortunately, this this turned out to be quite lucrative as I found companies that would pay me handsomely to travel the world and solve their problems.
For forty years I applied myself to my work, never really developing deep relationships.
Got married to someone that enjoyed the bottomless money jar and had a couple of kids, female, that have turned out just like their mother, their husbands are in for a shock later.
Now I’ve retired and most of the people I knew are dead. I live in the farmhouse that you see on Christmas cards with the log fire, green shutters and the real well in the walled garden.
I want for nothing, have enough money coming in to live reasonably well.
So…. What’s the problem?
I haven’t spoken face to face with anyone since New Year.
Everyone seems to be living beyond their means and expect the great “God” or government to look after them.
When my kids pay a visit they always need to “borrow” a couple of hundred, (I’ll pay you back soon) but they all have the latest ipads and phones.
So, here I am, all alone. I enjoy cooking, bake my own bread, cakes and pies. Cook myself good healthy meals and usually freeze some for later
I sit in my idyllic garden and enjoy my coffee and homemade croissants and watch the wildlife passing by, I have deer, pheasant and wild duck that have kind of made their home here.
But I have no one to share this with.
I tell myself that I’m better off than some and not as well of as others.
Occasionally I would like to have someone who would appreciate this as I do.
Sometimes.
Am I alone?
Yes.
I was always on the move, the next place was going to be “The Place”.
Fortunately, this this turned out to be quite lucrative as I found companies that would pay me handsomely to travel the world and solve their problems.
For forty years I applied myself to my work, never really developing deep relationships.
Got married to someone that enjoyed the bottomless money jar and had a couple of kids, female, that have turned out just like their mother, their husbands are in for a shock later.
Now I’ve retired and most of the people I knew are dead. I live in the farmhouse that you see on Christmas cards with the log fire, green shutters and the real well in the walled garden.
I want for nothing, have enough money coming in to live reasonably well.
So…. What’s the problem?
I haven’t spoken face to face with anyone since New Year.
Everyone seems to be living beyond their means and expect the great “God” or government to look after them.
When my kids pay a visit they always need to “borrow” a couple of hundred, (I’ll pay you back soon) but they all have the latest ipads and phones.
So, here I am, all alone. I enjoy cooking, bake my own bread, cakes and pies. Cook myself good healthy meals and usually freeze some for later
I sit in my idyllic garden and enjoy my coffee and homemade croissants and watch the wildlife passing by, I have deer, pheasant and wild duck that have kind of made their home here.
But I have no one to share this with.
I tell myself that I’m better off than some and not as well of as others.
Occasionally I would like to have someone who would appreciate this as I do.