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Having too much time on my hands makes me do two things:

1. Wank (out of shear boredom).

2. Think too much.

Interestingly it is the later that gets me in more trouble.

Pondering life is a bit of a hobby of mine. I am not a proficient as some of the other guys I know, because it does end up in some type of action. Stimulants don’t help this curse of thinking too much.

I also find the toilet a good place to think.

Selfishly, I don’t try and solve the worlds problems, or even domestic ones, I’m leaving that for the mega-rich like Bill Gates to figure out. It all centres around me, and at most my family.

Ideally everyone would agree with my wishes and whims, but as we all know it never works out like that.

Much pondering of late has been about what is going to happen, or at least what could happen in my not too distant future.

A man far smarter than me once sang “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans”. He was fucking right. The future is here for me now, so to speak and the over-thinking really did fuck all other than give me wrinkles.

The same guy I quoted before also sung “There’s no other place you can be, except for where you’re meant to be – it’s easy”.

So, I now find myself in a new location, with a new TV. Sweet. I wonder what I should have for lunch…..

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