It appears that the local GP intends to offer flu jabs to all “vulnerable” people, and it seems that I am one.
I don’t particularly object to a flu vaccine: I have had some miserable flu infections in the past. It is just that this year, I really don’t see the point. For me, that is.
The late Douglas Adams, a great wordsmith, coined the expression “the long dark teatime of the soul”. I have entered this teatime.
The overwhelming futility of existence has exhausted me, and I long for eternal rest. Peace. Oblivion. Cessation of emotional pain.