The Meaning of Life

Happy New Year everyone! I wish you all health, happiness and prosperity in 2018 🙂
Apologies that I have been mostly absent from WordPress in December, due to Christmas-based stress and social commitments… and it may take me a little while to get back into the habit of writing and blogging, so please bear with me and my patchy posts over the next few weeks!
In the meantime, as today is Throwback Thursday, I present to you a somewhat cynical and nihilistic poem first posted back in February. I feel it accurately conveys my misery at returning to work-related monotony…
Still, nearly the weekend! 😀

In Emma World

The 9 to 5,

The crowded commute,

The career ladder,

The bank accounts,

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On Vacation – #writephoto

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Gilbert the gremlin was grumpy. The setting sun streaming through the tiny window lit his sullen face, exasperated eyes, frustrated frown. Quite frankly, Gilbert had had enough.

“The most important job in the world” the advertisement had boasted, “Invaluable to Effaeria and all of its peoples.” Set hours, no night shifts, great pay, in a beautiful and tranquil setting. He had been over-the-moon when his application was successful and he was granted the role. What Gilbert hadn’t accounted for was the miniscule workspace, the crippling boredom, and the abysmal loneliness. Three hundred years to the day he had dutifully and diligently worked in this tiny windmill, but where was his anniversary celebration? Where were his uncaring employers? Where oh where was the gratitude?

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