Right, I think I have almost calmed down from the previous post. John's little willy has brought back some humour into my Sunday morning.
I think we all get more like we are as we get older, and the blog world is mainly populated by old people. This is how it should be. I don't want to spend too much time hanging around young people any more than they want me to hang around them. Of course, I would love them to beg me to hang around so that I could refuse, but this is not going to happen.
I hate hanging around old people too, and I really hate hanging around middle-aged people who stupidly believe they have a meaningful future ahead of them, or even just a worthwhile job. I think I just hate hanging around people.
I hate hanging around children, and I would still hate it even if I was allowed to. They demand far too much attention.
The only way I can hang around people in pubs is to drink. I don't know if I drink because it is the only way I can tolerate people, or if I have to tolerate people in order to go to the pub. I cannot remember which came first.
I hate drinking alone at home, because I get really fed up with exclusively hanging around myself, and even being drunk doesn't make it any easier.
When I drink, I get more like myself than I am in company, and I really get fed up with always having the same attitude to things, the same past experiences, the same reaction to things that I disapprove of, or the same stupid pleasure in things that I approve of or just enjoy.
Life would be so much easier if I was a devout Christian and had a reason to get up on Sundays, but I hate hanging around Christians even more than normal people. I would refuse to be a devout Jew because I value my Saturdays, even though I quite often enjoy hanging around Jewish people, and could not be a Moslem because I really look forward to Friday nights in the pub.
I would not want to be a Buddhist and spend all my waking hours trying to get away from myself, no matter how sick of myself I was.
I am reminded of the line in 'Old Man River' - '... tired of living and scared of dying...'
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