About Rocky Starts

Post 273:

            Think I’ll just vent a little. Happy New Year and all that business, but I find myself stalled in a bit of a lugubrious mood this morn.

            So I lost my license, which, if you know me, isn’t that surprising. But it’s a whole thing and the docs aren’t right and it’s a giant cluster. Needless and foolish, leaving me paperless and lugubrious.

            And I suppose it’s time to admit that this is my first official winter. Not as fun as I thought. Thicker socks is next on my list. Thicker socks and perhaps a few new sweaters. Of course I’ll have to beam down to Texas, get a driver’s license, then beam back so that I can drive to the store where they stock the warm clothes.

            Talk about a quandary.

            There’s bad mornings, then there’s freezing your knickers off, dodging the cops whilst talking to an automated voice thing.

            Like I said, there’s bad mornings.

            If there was any sense in my brain I’d say that it’s time to start drinking coffee. At least that’s a thing and it’s warm. A good old-fashioned coping mechanism can’t hurt when used in the proper proportions.

            So basically, Happy New Year. This one will be the banner sort. The smoothest voyages often start quite rocky. I say this based on little evidence and a humbling lack of personal experience.

            So. Cheers. I’ll see you after. There’s work to do and I’ve got central heating. It ain’t all bad.