Such a long — not so (un)eventful — time
Welp, it’s been almost a year since I last wrote in this little space of my life. A lot of things happened — not that many changes though, but the few were quite… interesting. Can’t say those changes were good, some were pretty bad, others just ok, I guess. But you know how we can mostly remember bad things than the good things, maybe this is one of those cases.
Anyways, I should start with a “Happy new year” and gotta say, it was an interesting new year. I was expecting to pass the new year alone, watching TV or something, since I got 4 days off from work (usually is one week, but the construction was 3 months behind schedule, because of that we couldn’t have that much rest), I decided to watch Netflix (can’t remember what I was watching) and drink some whisky.
Now, I don’t usually drink. It’s actually incredibly rare for me to drink any alcohol, but I had a very old small bottle of whisky, and since I was depressed — as I usually am — and it was a “special’ occasion, I decided to drink. The show was just to keep my mind away from the fact that I was passing the new year without the need to work, but didn’t have anything better to do.
So as I was watching and drinking, nearly finishing my small bottle, and kinda of drunk, I received a call from a friend of mine, asking if she couldn’t sleep at my place.
Before anyone think of anything: nope. She’s a good friend of mine, but somehow we are close but don’t go out that much together or talk that much. We just have this kind of relationship when we need something or just need to talk, we do that without much of a thinking. Pretty much like a sister. Thinking about it, I believe is much more of our different cultures, so we contact each other when we actually need to, so not to step over any boundaries. Although we do that sometimes, but we sort things out just after. Anyway… going on…
So what could I do? I went to the train station to get her.
It was past 2:30 AM, people were walking the streets with their families. Kids playing oddly at night, still not so sure why they’re allowed to on that particular date, cold and freezing wind kept stinging my face, which was kind of good because the numbness of the booze was swiping away with those cold needles, and walking fast because I was late.
You may be wondering why she didn’t get back to her place. She lives with room mates, and one rule they had is that if it was to come back home late at night, you shouldn’t come back at all, because some of them had to work the next day. So she was kinda stray.
She was supposed to meet her friends back in central Tokyo for the new year’s party, but they got separated and her friend cellphone went dead. Now, my friend is kinda… well… hot. Booze, a lot of westerns trying to score for the new year’s, and she was alone there… they were flirting hard… so hard that she got scared for a long time trying to reach her friends. When they found each other, they argued and she didn’t felt like party anymore, and she called me.
Well, she slept right after we got to my place — with teary eyes that almost killed me… I mean, my friend is always the energetic type, and she really is uninhibited, speaking with others pretty carefree… and like party a lot. Seeing her sad was unsettling to me. Anyway, I know her, then and now, so I knew that would pass, she just needed to relax. Next day we had breakfast and I walked her back to the station.
Not exactly a super duper story, but it was really unusual. That was a first for me. Still thanking for had bought a sofa bed. That saved her life… and much later, mine (but that’s for another story).
That event made me think: “maybe this year will have some awesome unique events”.
Awesome, yes…. but not in a good way. Definitely not in a good way.
Still trying to take all the goods from those events (and there actually were some) and trying to be thankful. Truth is, situation could be better. But it always can. It could also be a lot worse.
But I’m used not to get any good things in life. And miraculously avoiding all the incredible bad things either. Which isn’t that…. bad, right?
Well… trying to be positive here and thinking instead of: “things could be better” to: “things could be worse”. Still waiting for a good thing, that one thing that will change my life in a really good way.
Since the awesome unique event did happened…
There were 3, actually. And they happened kinda all in a short period of time.
Covid-19 hit.
I busted my knee and couldn’t work for months.
I suffered a scam.
You can imagine how my psychologist felt when I told her these things.
Yelp… 2020 started in such an unusual way for me.
And a game changer for the world.
