Phone wishes

There was a time not so long ago when my mobile phone was so busy (it seemed) that I thought it might implode with over use. At those times I thought my head might implode too. I wished, fervently, that it be quiet and peaceful and lo, so it became, and I was happy.

After a while however this quietness became a little boring and not long after that, it became positively dreary. Time went on and as I was having a sabbatical, so to speak, the ‘lull’ became the norm and then the norm became what can be best described as ambient. There were times though, when I wished it would ring just a bit more often.

Then I started this new position and they gave me a duty mobile and it was busy from the start. Busy became busier and then busier morphed quickly into madness and before I could wish that it was quieter, it became insanity. The thing runs white hot all day. Blimey. Is there any such thing as a ‘happy’ state?

Seemingly not old mucker.

About allatsea

Sixty year old master-mariner. Absolutely gorgeous. Well wedged.....when compared to a Nairobi street urchin. Sorted, in that I haven't been in court recently. Hopelessly optimistic, terminally disappointed. Good with cats and other fluffy things. No musical talent. Generous to a fault provided it's someone else's round. Political centreist with far right and left viewpoints. A green activist from the hydrocarbon position with nuclear leanings. Averse to avarice but always happy to receive lottery wins, gifts, windfalls, legacies, prizes and wet sloppy kisses.
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