Much has been happening over recent weeks to prevent me from writing – moving house, job interviews, staying away from home to work etc. The house move went well, and we now live in a beautiful sleepy little village in the middle of nowhere, with miles of open fields surrounding our house and nothing but bird song and the occasion plane overhead to break the silence (the dog’s barking excluded, of course). It’s absolute bliss. Unfortunately, I work on the opposite side of the country and as such I am forced to live in a big stinking city during the week, hundreds of miles away from the ones I love. Okay, I’m literally two days into this scenario, but it’s two days too many and the sooner it’s over with the better. Thankfully there is light on the horizon – I have found a new job close to home and I only have to work my notice period here before I can put this all behind me and move on.
Sitting alone in my rented box the other day was extremely depressing. It was the first night away and a taste of what life could be like had things panned out differently. It led to a very depressing piece of writing, for which I apologise in advance. I know I usually write dark stuff, but this is just bleak. Miserable, morbid and bleak. Sad and bleak. I guess ‘bleak’ is the thing I want you to take away from this whole thing. Anyway like I said, this is all very temporary and things are on the up, including winning a Facebook competition for a free Sunday roast at our new local pub this weekend and once things have settled down in general, I hope to be back to firing on all writing cylinders. I can’t guarantee it’ll be any less bleak though because that’s what I seem to do best!
The TV crackled its final time and expired with a pop; his gaze remained unmoved.
Radiators had gone the same way days before, his hands icing to the arms of the chair soon after. Post became a mound at the foot of the door, none of it carrying his name. Its thudding arrival didn’t make him stir.
Crisp blue eyes turned to grey, desperate to twinkle as before. With the deception of the TV’s sparkle now deceased, the eyes too followed suit.
He blamed nobody but himself and his inability to make a decision.