Someone threw a red sock in what was the white-wash of my life…

red sockI bought one of those ready-made diaries, you know, the ones that have all your days planned and timetabled for you, down to the last detail. Everything has been thought of: I know exactly where I’ll be in a month’s time, what I’m doing this weekend, having for dinner tomorrow, what I’ll watch on TV tonight, I even know when to breathe. Life is so much easier now, I don’t have to think about a thing, freeing up my thoughts for… whatever else there is.

At least that was the plan.

I left the bloody diary on a train. I don’t know what to do. Until next year, when I get a new diary.

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  1. #1 by draliman on January 26, 2014 - 16:00

    Oh no!
    This is why you need one of those “diaries” which backs up to the cloud :-)

    Your title immediately made me think of that song about the chewing gum on the bedpost overnight! I think it would make a good song along the same vein.

    • #2 by mike olley on January 26, 2014 - 16:32

      Thanks, Draliman. Skiffle, interesting. I was thinking more in a C&W vein, heavy on the steel guitar and backing vocals around the ‘white-wash of my life’ part… : )

      • #3 by draliman on January 26, 2014 - 16:34

        That works too! I can actually hear it in my head now :-)

  2. #4 by lizy on January 27, 2014 - 14:49

    I wonder why you have to whitewash your life?

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