Memory # 1

 Another day passes. Wandering around to pass the time. The usual routine. Lush for a treat then go look at the records and the games and see if any are priced correctly. There was a man looking at the records really slowly. Stopping me.

Bought some rubbish that I might end up liking and a film to watch.

Went to the cinema. Sat on my own. Was mildly worried there might be some annoying kids in there but they ended up ok.

Got some dinner, sat on my own. The only empty table was a table for six. Sat there and looked at the NME. A lady asked if she and her two children could share the table. How could I say no? Was odd that she asked. Not used to the politeness. 'Of course you can, have a seat'.

Walked home and bought some chemicals and something that might fix my face. Having read it at home it won't.

Walked the dog while listening to people talking about things that interest me in passing.

Came home.

Watching TV for babies as always. Then passing the time. Communicating or not communicating with people I will never know through the pipes of the internet.

Then drinking.

Then brain rotting.

Then bed.

And repeat.....