Poor

Sure this is another whining post from me to you all. You can stop reading here and you won’t have missed a thing. It is Monday, weather has been dull and I’ve had a rotten day. So far nothing new. At least not for those who know me and/or have followed this unfocused blog for some time. However there’s something about Mondays never turning out the way I want them to, or wish them to. Always there’s bad news or often there is bad news. Rarely any good news, but it happens. Today is a day of bad news or rather a day of no good news, at least not so far. Things can change. I’ve learned that too over the years. Mostly in recent years. How fast it can change too. Sometimes faster than a speeding bullet. No need to wonder why or how, that’s just the way life is. Sometimes I wish it wouldn’t be. Sometimes I just wish for some shelter from the storm. Some time to catch up and make sense of what happened before something else hits me over the head when I am not looking. Without fail it will. Hit me, that is. I am writing this just to be sure. Anyway for those who didn’t stop reading at the start of this post let me thank you and tell you that you’ve just wasted your time because this is the  end of my post coming up and it won’t get any better. Won’t even have point. It will just end without warning. Right now.