And so you shall rid yourself of those insignificant blogs you so frivolously bookmark, delete your past and start afresh in the arms of B.W.D.
Waste not your time looking at tomorrow’s weather, torrents of movies that aren’t even out yet, ex-lovers on Facebook, and Ebay (even though there truly are some magnificent bargains to be had, especially if the seller cannot spell and lists the item incorrectly)…for B.W.D. are now with you today, tomorrow, and always.
The 9 to 5 is not that bad, and the pays greatly needed. The rent on the house is not cheap and now you’re looking to buy, renting is a waste of money. For now you drive a Golf 1.1, but that’s only until you move up the ladder and buy yourself a beast of a car. Life’s good, comfortable, working, and marriage in the plans. It’s taken a lot of work but the new house is now decorated, you went for engineered wooden floors rather than laminate. In the hall you both decided on fawn walls and cream beading. Along the walls you have hung honeymoon pictures from Crete. Your friends and family all agree, it looks wonderful. Winter’s pass and not much changes, you buy a dog, the car’s changed for an estate, the boot space is handy for trips to Bed bath & beyond, plus it keeps the dog off the seats….and with the baby on the way you’ll need the extra room for getting everyone about.
` Years pass, you’ve had several small rises at work, it seems like the office will ride out the recession..and that’s good news seeing as though the wife`s expecting again. She’s soon going to have to give in the day job again and you’ll need all the money you can get. On a Saturday, the following year, you take the kids to McDonalds. Now driving a used people carrier you pull into the restaurants car park and get out, to open the kids sliding door. Your reflection greets you in the car window, older yes, but still you, still the same person you always were? Those plans may be on hold, but they’re still viable. The grunt of a Porche 911, the 1972 3.2 litre model with six-speed sequential gearbox vibrates through your body, it gets closer, then stops. A door clicks open, you spin around on the spot. |