Author: burkey42

Lots has changed. No more whining; change of content. Now with added hobby.

Spent a lot of time thinking whilst I’ve been in Hospital. I think I need to cut away people bit like cancer. Sounds harsh but I think I worry about what too many people in my life think of me.

I’m not quite sure how long my gastro has been going on. I was admitted on the 8th May but I’d been sick for 5-6 days before that. Now it’s Saturday the 26th of May and I’m bored out of my mind. At least I’ll be out on the 30th, at this stage….

It is so typical of humans to judge. And judge the cover before the book’s contents is so common. I’m a chunky guy in a wheelchair; you don’t reckon that is judgement city? You almost have to coheres yourself into believing that no one is worthy of anything but your friendship. Let’s face it, the singles game sucks. In 2 years I’ll be 50. Happy to single with lots of friends now and then.

Still nobody reads this nor do they know who I am. I like it.

Today is just going to be one of those days where no matter how good the plan, shit is going to go sideways. Gunna ride the roller coaster of pain and suffering to reach destination unknown.

I get labeled an antagonist, an asshole, rude, abrupt, an that’s my good points! But one thing I’m not is two faced. I can feel the knives in my lower back but at least  know where they come from.  I’m over the two faced people that occupy my space at the moment. The will lose out in the long run but right now they are obstacles to my movement forward.

Yup, I’m back in again!

I don’t really believe in star signs; but some of it does make a lot of sense. Maybe one reads too much into it and warps the truth around the printed word. Maybe not. Some over analyse not just the star sign blurbs from their page in the newspaper, but all things life in general. And so comes phrases such as ‘take each day as it comes.’

The realist in me always knew that I would get old and start saying ‘back in my day.’ Manners and respect are two things that have fallen down and society is to blame. We, in Australia, call ourselves a multicultural nation. I call bullshit. We are a soft nation, scared of upsetting any non-Anglo Saxon group. I am far from racist but I am sick of the kit glove attitudes bestowed upon minorities. Yet as a tax payer and a quadriplegic, I have to nearly roll over broken glass for help. Hard not to be jealous of the ‘ease’ in which some get assistance whilst my 30 years of paying taxes and contributing to the community by working part time for the DoD count for nothing.