OK, so strange week it's been. Done something I never thought I'd do, and bought a house. I'm either growing older and wiser or, more likely, older and dumber. It's been good weather too, which just prompts me to think that we're going to be in debt to a bank for a piece of land sunk under rising waters within 20 years.
Of course, that's the cynical view. The optimistic view is, frankly, selfish as all hell. When we moved up here, out of Amsterdam, we said that we had taken a small place, because in two years we would buy a house here. And we're buying a house here because it makes it much easier in 5 years' time to buy a place on La Gomera.
And on La Gomera, we're not gonna worry so much about climate change and rising sea levels . We're not gonna worry so much about hell and high water!
It's a nice place that we've got. Big, by standards of what we can afford right now anyway. It'll be nice to be able to sit in a garden this summer, to have space for us all. Even if it means my holiday is blown out again :-(
So, we're basically on track. A few years of work and bullshit, of playing the game. But no fucking way I'm getting caught in this shit for the rest of my life. It's just not fucking worth it - frankly, revolution is nearer than ever, because where's the fucking attraction of the working lifestyle? (And I've got a pretty good job!)
Someday, us sleepers are gonna wake...
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