My account of my thoughts living in constant pain.
I’m back from taking my partner to work, get indoors quick i need to sit down my leg and back are in agony,
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
Right fire up the laptop i must write an article a day for Triond keeps my brain active. Put the laptop on my lap on the sofa? after all its called a laptop! No sit up the table make it more like an office keep motivated.
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
Ill make a cup of coffee then sit down and get cracking. Kettles on, darn no milk, ill walk to the shop. No i cant walk that far no where near, drive there, no way think of the fuel were broke, there is one glass of wine in the fridge from last nights meal, go on have it will help with the pain? No and no that’s a slippery slope drinking in the day!
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember sit down rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
Glass of water instead, a compromise. Im writing now feel better. “Ring Ring the phone goes” i struggle to get out my chair “Aah” that hurts i get to the phone takes too long it rings off “Damn” i curse myself for not keeping the house phone on me it is a mobile house phone after all.
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
I put the house phone next to the laptop on the table which is next to my personal mobile phone, I look out the window and then back to the keyboard, I notice Ive positioned the bases of both phones so there in line! wow I,m getting like Jack Nicholson in “As good as its gets” you know the writer with that compulsive disorder.
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
I stand up “Aah” that hurts. I make a sandwich, put the plate and glass in the sink. Return to my seat and start writing again. Shall I wash the plate and glass? no its a waste of gas heating up the water for a couple of dishes, then again its not nice if your partner comes home to dirty dishes after a days work? yes but think of the gas bill we cant pay it! Why am i talking to myself like Robert Dinero in “Taxi driver? good film that I liked it, stop it, shut up Lord Banks.
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down and rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
Remember to take your pain killers 2 in the morning 1 at lunchtime, 2 at dinner time then 2 before you sleep. There is a knock on the front door, “Aah” that hurts when i stand, i walk to the front door open it, a pretty lady is standing there smiling, “Can i interest you in any Avon beauty products?” don’t shout, don’t shout at her, she doesn’t know how much pain your in. Deep breath i say “Do i look like i use beauty products? that pink blusher is the devil’s own work to get out of my Goatee beard!” The smile dosen’t waver “Ok sorry to trouble you”.
Did i feed the fish this morning? Cant remember just sit down and rest the pain, they look ok their swimming nicely.
Lord Banks
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