#UnfinishedBusiness is a
collection of Blog posts from 2013 that I never quite completed or
totally forgot about.
Synopsis:
It was the summertime and it was a
warm day, so after a few too many days trapped in my own home I
decided to venture out into the real world and then attempted to
write about it.
Now,
I’m a notorious shut-in. I’m most at home when I’m … at home,
basically. Venturing into the outside is oxymoronic in my drug-addled
mind [into/outside
– stick with me people]. But after spending the majority of my
spare time attached to my rickety chair has began to take it’s toll
on my productiveness, as in it’s completely obliterated it, so in
an effect to not go completely stir crazy I decided to leave my home
and do something.
Now,
I wasn’t going to do anything totally outside my comfort zone. No!
That’d be way too much for me to handle. This was simply a practice
run.
Before
I left on my adventure, I had to make sure I had the suitable
equipment; a sandwich, packet of crisps, books, sunglasses,
recreational drugs and obviously a couple of beers. I also had plenty
of tissue, for HAYFEVER – before your minds begin to conger up any
ill thoughts of masturbation. Obviously I had already attempted to
halt any effects of that disgusting pollen that fills the atmosphere
around this time that renders the majority of hayfever suffers
absolutely useless, with tablets and nasal spray, which later turned
out to be as effective as homeopathic medicine. But either way, I had
my bag packed and I was on my way.
My
destination was a familiar one; Markeaton Park. I don’t think I’ve
been since my frolicking years as a student, even then I wasn’t
keen on the place but it beat sitting in lectures or studying … all
that would have gotten me would be a better degree … a better job …
and a better life… but who needs that when the sun’s out and
you’ve got a Frisbee?
Before
locating my spot I stumbled upon what could be described as a damsel
in distress, or what could also be described as a mother struggling
to push a pram up a steep, yet small hill. Seeing as I was in a
joyful mood, I offered my assistance. Although it was slightly
upsetting that we didn’t get to push the pram down the other side.
Apparently harming children isn’t a hobby each and everyone of us
shares, who’d have known?
#SunshineSelfie |
I
made my way onto the park and secured myself one of those fishing
dock things by the water to sit on. I was able to relax in the sun
far enough away from anyone else so that I could enjoy myself. I then
sat back, relaxed and listened to a couple of podcasts – with my
earphones in of course, just because my phone is perfectly capable of
producing audio for others to hear, doesn’t mean they should have
to [take note, kids].
And
that's as far as I got. I can't remember anything really exciting
happening. Some baby swans got a little too close for comfort and
then a random dog started barking at them, that seriously messed with
my buzz. I saw a massive dragonfly. And after too many beers I had to
use the communal toilets. Never fun. And that's all I can remember.
Baby Swan fucking up my buzz. |
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