Tuesday, 28 August 2007

Porn again

Being single again I find myself finding inordinate amounts of time on Internet porn and dating sites and chat rooms (hey do you need some textual healing??). Living in a small town has a real down side when you find yourself back in singles ville again - not necessarily because you want to go out on the pull straight away - but just to go somewhere where you can blend into the crowd and feel part of an anonymous mass of humanity - rather than feeling that your social status is determined by your (lack of ) ability to keep a relationship together. Much though advice about joining a social group is appreciated I find that half an hour's chatting with virtual strangers after a tennis match does not qualify as meaningful social exchange.

I guess I could take photos of the local gang of geese or start my novel. But for the moment I just want to listen to the most self indulgent and self-pitying rock and folk songs that I can find in my collection. Starting with Blood on the Tracks:
Now there's a wall between us - something has been lost
I took too much for granted - I got my signals crossed
Do I understand your question man? Is it hopeless and forlorn?
Come in she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm.

Bitter? Me? Like a lemon! Mix me with some brown sugar and a large splash of vodka, let me chill for a while and I will come out smelling like roses.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

At least you have Dylan :-) You should plan some nice things to do so you have stuff to look forward to - that always helps.