Some battles you can’t win. I’m telling you this for your own peace of mind.
You think that because you’re here, because it got you here, that it’s your friend, that it’s the good guy. Or at least you think you can see a good guy somewhere in there. You think that, sure, right now it’s in a bad place, it’s done some things no one would be proud of, but hasn’t everyone? Wouldn’t everyone? You think you can reach in there and bring that good guy out.
But you don’t know the truth: this ticket is not redeemable.
Oh, there was a time when it was. The old days. But not anymore, not after everything it’s done. See, when you’ve come a certain distance you just have to keep going. Momentum. The devil has you as his own. Like the man said: you can run from a knife, but you have to charge a gun.
So you can try. You can try all you want. You can call down the armies of heaven, you can move mountains. But you should know: this ticket will not bend. It will not fold. It’s going straight to hell and brother, it will bring you with it.
I see
Your credit card came in, didn’t it.
Maastricht.
It has finally caught up with ye.
Maastricht was wildly expensive but it was all efficiently budgeted. My finances are the mountain goat of the fiscal world.
Lolababy, don’t tell me you’ve never taken inspiration from the back of a bus ticket. That’s how all the best noir writers do it.
why have I never been here before? why? I shall/have rectify this…..
I don’t know, why haven’t you? My people were supposed to be in touch. Well, at least you made it eventually…
See, when i saw this in my feed-reader i thought you were being terribly political, or summat like that. So I steamed over to chime in with “Fuck yeah! Right on, brother” and suchlike, only to see the tags ‘dublin bus’ and ‘fun with words’ at the top of this post.
Fun? Yes. But terribly disappointing when you wanted to vent a little left-wing spleen.
Not officially redeemable, no, but I bet there’s someone on ebay who’d take it off your hands.
Bus ticket you say? I have not been inspired by a bus ticket however I used to have a habit of reading shampoo bottles in the shower. Rather than inspire writing it casually reminded me of how to wash my hair.
(Soap and Glory are the best for the record. They put little puns and stories on them)
I totally get this. Mayhaps not in the way you meant it. But totally all the same.
you bought an early bird ticket for the electric picnic and just seen the oxegen lineup?
I didn’t believe I could ever possibly understand and not have a clue simultaneously. Curse you, Mordino!
Just plain brilliant if you want my opinion. Although I doubt you do.