Alarm goes, shower, coffee, travel to city, people, coffee, people, people, stuff to do, coffee, people, phone calls, more stuff to do more people, coffee, meeting, being important, people, stuff, BLAH BLAH BLAH…………….. time to stop!!
When my two children were younger, we had a friend over every Monday night for the evening meal.
Some nights he would not turn up, others he would turn up manic.
He would sometimes, ask for some Dylan to be played, and he would sit and write a song or a poem, then leave.
He would sometimes walk to a nearby town, which was an hours drive away, there and back drinking only water.
Some Monday nights over dinner we would talk about a range of stuff, some nights he would just eat.
Some nights, his place at the table empty, we would wonder where he was and how he was doing.
Sadly our friend died some time later, in dubious circumstance.
For him ‘normal’ was different than we understood normal, and as the children set the table each Monday night, there was always a place set for him, just incase he turned up.
He was loved and is missed.