SLEEPY HEAD
10:45 PM

Lisa did not turn up. She didn’t ring the centre. She hasn’t sent any emails. She, from what I can see, hasn’t been online.

We still have a few laughs at the centre. Mr Dickhead, whom I’ve mentioned before in this blog, is upsetting the only girl who is attending regularly. But she’s already bitten his head off a few times. Mr Dickhead still comes back for more. Watching him in action I often wonder if that is how I am perceived by people at times. Have you ever met a truly boring person? What is it that makes him boring? Tone of voice? Lack of ambition? Lack of emotion? He can’t be a total loser the man has a child. Though he, apparently, is fighting for access to his child.

I kept checking my emails all through the day and I kept checking to see if Lisa had telephoned in - all negative.

I got home. My sister had arrived with her son. The poor boy is suffering from a cold. She left soon after. She’s, hopefully, having her operation tomorrow.

No Lisa online through the night. I was briefly in contact, via Messenger, with an “allegedly” pretty lady based in the BIG City - she contacted me (I’d investigated her from a google search, deleted her, but Messenger must have left some kind of link on her end). I also briefly talked to my other nephew on Messenger.

Now my youngest nephew lies on my bed as I type. He misses his mother. He knows she’s in hospital and is intelligent for a 4-year-old. He’s finding it hard to sleep.
23.16 He’s asleep.

Looks like I am just a colleague after all.