The Boy and the Bird

Another trip down memory lane.

I haven't been to the Northern General hospital for a while with Brenda, last time we were visiting her, nearly saying our last goodbyes to her, inevitable the doctors said. Then each day there was recovery ...

Today was more regular, an appointment with a consultant but I didn't feel regular, I felt sick. We even ate in the canteen! Me and Bob ate there a lot, every day. Sick : (

Today was crap. We shouted at each other in the car. Brenda is alive and kicking and we're both shouting, nice. Well it was mainly me but Brenda presses my buttons! There is still stress, cause for stress and I guess my go to is shouting cos I am worn down by one thing after another. Bob's got hospital results to come in too. Stress.

Today was my non-working day. I dropped hours and money for this crap. So that's where I'm at, crap.

I passed this sculpture every day. Today I stopped the car and got out. I didn't want another crap corridor shot to sum up my day.

I like it.