
At some point over the last 3 years I have become bitter, uncaring, antisocial, indifferent to most things and hateful to other matters.
But why?
When?
Is it reversible?
What day did I wake up a 30+ year old Victor fuckin' Meldrew?
I used to love people and their company but now, I'm happier on my own.
It happened over the last three years. I think it's because the more people I meet the less interested I am in them (people in general). I've met and known a lot of people but I consider people increasingly annoying. I'd love to win the lottery, so I could hole myself up in a house where I'd have everything and would seldom need to converse with people. I used to be sympathetic and nice, now I view most people as dicks. If the worlds population died tomorrow and left my and the missus (and the dog) alive I'd be happy as fuck. I'd grow veg, hunt animals (once I'd robbed the supermarkets dry) pillage petrol stations. It'd rock. Imagine 28 days later without the zombies. Bliss.
I've thought of some people that'd have to live, damn it. The doctors that keep my missus alive, the people that service her dialysis machine, the people that make the drugs and supplies that keep her alive. Hmm I'd have to let people at the electricity board live so they can provide power to keep the dialysis machine going. Maybe I'd let a small community live. But they wouldn't be allowed to contact me. Actually, hopefully the missus would have a new kidney by then, and a life time supply of kidney conditioning drugs, in which case the people I just mentioned could also die. Tobacco and lager manufacturers... hmm. I might even want to engage in conversation with someone I actually like.
The downside to this would be no new films, CD's etc, but less face it, the classics have already been made.
Pfft. Who am I kidding? It just wouldn't work...

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