Another Passing

I’m sitting having a beer, in an attempt at alleviating the pain in my legs and back. The day was spent throwing a few hundred books, and most of my other possessions, into a dustbin. I’ve been summarily evicted and am now homeless as anything.
I’m trying to put as good a face on it as is possible. I guess, at some level, I’m relieved that it has actually come to pass, instead of suffering the depression of being out of work and anticipating the hammer-fall simultaneously. Nonetheless, it is painful to be out of the home I’ve known for around twelve years. It wasn’t the ideal place, but having simple wants, it suited well enough.
There are aspects of it that were less than desirable – notably the neighbors that have accumulated over the past couple of years.

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