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.