Its wednesday morning, groundhog morning if you know what I mean. I sitting in my office gazing out as I type this stuff. The sky is blue, the weather is warm for April, warmer than its been for a long time. My wife is at home I guess, pottering about or shopping or some other thing. The kids or most of them are at school I hope but hey, who knows.
Essentially, I am bored. I am a classic midlifer, in my late forties, made money, had a family, got time on my hands and look I have become a blogger. I can blog about my midlife crisis and share it with you if you like and with the void if you don't. This is supposed to be fun and maybe it will be.
What I'd really like to do is call up a local escort service and see if they've got any hot women for an hour or two. Yeh, get one to come by the office and have a good time for half an hour or so. Then what will I do, we'll see.
Yes in midlife one can get overwhelmed with tedious perspectives, they can seem a bit like depression but they are not. They are just views that have come about because of age. The age in which we live, the age that I am, the age of lonely technology, the age of terrorism, the age of money madness, the age of the property boom and an age of responsibility.
Guess I'll just take a walk now, it really is a beautiful day out there and I'm going to take the afternoon off and ride my new bike. A true midlife purchase, not a motorbike but a real road cycle designed especially with midlife old gits in mind. When I'm done, I'll take a shower, check my email and go and see an old mate for a beer and curry. Nothing great really the same old stuff, day in, day out. Just me killing time and realising that this is it.