If I could get hold of N, here is what i would do:
Pitch my little 2 man pop up tent at the bottom of the garden. Sure it's cold, but no one is going to notice I'm missing until neighbours smell the rot and I don't want to reduce the sale value of my house by rotting in it as I want my nephews halfway across the world to benefit from the sale of it. I'd fill up the tent with duvets and blankets. Put batteries in my little protable radio, put it on classical. With any luck I'll hear Chopin last thing before ditching the meat suit.
Take a handful of my most precious photos and put them in there too. Definiately a photo of my parents who died way too young, a photo of me and my pet. Buy lots of lovely smelling flowers and put them in there too.
The tent would be right next to where i buried my pet, my best friend for almost 18 years, my only comfort and reason for living.
Then i'd put on my thermal pajamas, get nice and comfy in my tent bed, gather my thoughts and swallow the N, maybe with a tiny piece of chocolate straight after.
Then i would snuggle up in my cosy bed and go to sleep forever. What bliss.
The last time I was happy was December 2005. I have worked like an absolute dog all my life, held down 2 jobs for decades, can't tell you what a struggle its been. I'm exhausted.
I just want to go to sleep.
Pitch my little 2 man pop up tent at the bottom of the garden. Sure it's cold, but no one is going to notice I'm missing until neighbours smell the rot and I don't want to reduce the sale value of my house by rotting in it as I want my nephews halfway across the world to benefit from the sale of it. I'd fill up the tent with duvets and blankets. Put batteries in my little protable radio, put it on classical. With any luck I'll hear Chopin last thing before ditching the meat suit.
Take a handful of my most precious photos and put them in there too. Definiately a photo of my parents who died way too young, a photo of me and my pet. Buy lots of lovely smelling flowers and put them in there too.
The tent would be right next to where i buried my pet, my best friend for almost 18 years, my only comfort and reason for living.
Then i'd put on my thermal pajamas, get nice and comfy in my tent bed, gather my thoughts and swallow the N, maybe with a tiny piece of chocolate straight after.
Then i would snuggle up in my cosy bed and go to sleep forever. What bliss.
The last time I was happy was December 2005. I have worked like an absolute dog all my life, held down 2 jobs for decades, can't tell you what a struggle its been. I'm exhausted.
I just want to go to sleep.
