This World is a Faulty Video Game.

Sunday 17th of March 2019.

Yesterday I felt accomplished. I watched a YouTube video with my sister, and together we learned how to bleed our radiators. We were bosses, taking charge, being in control, not needing anyone’s help. The heating worked perfectly for the first time in months… for about an hour.

The boiler broke down. No hot water, no heat. Then the boiler started leaking and we had to switch the water off at the mains. No water at all. The rest is dark, let’s not discuss it.

Yesterday was Saturday. Today the insurance company sent a balding, sickly sweet smelling man to turn off the water to the boiler and tell us we need a new boiler. We have running water again, but still no heat. The insurance company will call on Tuesday to tell us what they can do.

I’m trapped, I’m stressed, tired and something else. I don’t think there’s a word for it. It’s like homesick, but it’s for a place I don’t remember. I don’t want to be here anymore. I’ve had enough of this perceptually faulty video game. I want out. But my sister’s here, and she needs me, so, I’m willing to stay for her. End of story.

I thought I’d suggest another book today, how about ‘Slade House’ by David Mitchell, it’s really good, if you’re into weird fiction.