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its strange how you can stand and reflect we are almost like survivers stagering out into daylight sometimes.I sit at a table with a surgean, a lawyer, survayer a accountant and a tax advisor to those that want to avoid and I wonder where the hell we all went wrong.
The combined bill was the income for the month for a standard family (of course the food was perfect but when you are paying about a £1 a bite what do you expect it to be)
Heathers 37 she’s not drinking because next week she’s getting her egg frozen insurance against the wasteland of what woman who have made careers stare out accross hoping to find a mate but knowing they are racing against the clock in their heads.
I am viewed as an oddity I stepped away from a marriage no one cares about what goes on behind closed dores at least you had your wedding day.
The pilot has been behaving like a spoilt child he asks me like always where the woman he wants to meet are (his list a bit too long and he is unlikely to meet).
We eat and leave heading to the bars where I mingle and chat as the others stare against my back the late evening air cool amongst the heaters on the bar terrace.
A friend joked in a fairytale about a prince I looked chatted but he wasn’t here.
I think of you and smile
THe world tonight is full of bitter singles (laugh) I’m off to bed.
Fake Brunette