A retired sea captain living in Taiwan in Book Two

I would like to say that I missed the rambling ambiguity.
I would like to say I missed the shambolic bonanza of incompetence.
I would like to say that I missed the clowns and the court jesters dancing around the king.
But I didn’t.

We don’t tend to miss things that aren’t suppose to be there when they are not there.
We notice them when they are.
We notice them when they are back.

Insincere.
Hypocritical.
Absurd.
I could go on and on.
(Adjectives rambunctiously jump into the hopper.)
But tomorrow is another day and it will bring more of the same.
So let’s save some for then.
This is a fast moving juggernaut and it is gaining speed.

d-_-b

Life as a retired sea captain, living in Taiwan is pretty fine. I’m not a retired sea captain, but I might as well be. I’ve left my old life totally behind me and it has become as forgotten as other things I can’t remember. Retiring and moving to a foreign country, with a foreign language, foreign food and customs makes it easy to forget.

We don’t tend to miss things that aren’t suppose to be there when they are not there. I don’t miss the stress of working for a living. Today I am going to buy fruit, clean the house and work on a video. I’m going to make a thermos of tea and later I might go down to the harbour and watch the sun set.