Every now and then I think about the man in the hole in Brazil. I did not hear about him until a year ago or so. That struck me hard. Tonight I was a bit tired and drank a bit. Not drunk or depressed, just in that perfect melancholy place. I like to be there every now and then, with soothing music it's calming and let's me appreciate life more. I had my sister over to take care of the kids when I was working and she spoke about a new creature that had been found. I came to think of the man in the hole then and told her about hit.
She left, kids and wife are watching TV. I'm in my chair and thinking of that dude. Googled him to learn more about him and find out he passed away a year ago. I'm about his age when he was left alone. Now I can't stop thinking about this poor person. I'm agnostic but for people like that I kind of hope I am wrong.
She left, kids and wife are watching TV. I'm in my chair and thinking of that dude. Googled him to learn more about him and find out he passed away a year ago. I'm about his age when he was left alone. Now I can't stop thinking about this poor person. I'm agnostic but for people like that I kind of hope I am wrong.
