Life. Must be one of the strangest and most unpredictable things ever.

Even when life is the most boring and mindnumbing thing you can imagine, the same routine every single day… something will pop up and bite you in the a… errr, your behind. The same thing over and over, work, eat, sleep, 5 times in a row, 2 days of nothing at all and then the whole thing starts over. But all of a sudden, something that doesn’t quite fit happens. Or something that just isn’t supposed to happen at all.

But not for me. Nothing ever really happens. Work, 8 hours, day in, day out. Busride. Watching series, movies, or what not. Sitting in front of my PC, doing nothing really. Dinner. Sleeping. Breakfast. Busride. Etcetera. Ok, so there’s the occasional birthday, drinks with friends, but nothing really happens.

Or so I thought.

But no, even for me unexpected things happen. The past comes back to haunt me. A past I thought I would never hear from again. A past I was glad to have escaped from. But now, that past wants to become the present again. The future even. Why?! I just want closure… The most uncertain future I’ve ever had has finally become the past, I just want a lid on it and have it buried.

Oh, right. There’s also the ever-continuing soap around my livingspace. After me having to find a new place withing a month, it now turns out I rent my room illegally. Everything is fine, all the rules and laws are followed, except for 1 tiny thing: it’s not in the zoning (or so Google translates “bestemmingsplan”) of the city I live in. That’s being changed, but till then… I’ve got to go. To be continued… but it is some kind of “excitement” I guess…