Still no ideas…

What would your life be like without music?

Since I was a child, I have experienced music running through my mind. Whether it was the hymns sung at Sunday School, recently discovered pop music, the bouncing beats to some ska, or the thunderous drums of black metal. I have always had something soundtracking my day, running alongside my thoughts.

Outside my head, the music that connects with me depends on my mood. Happy, maybe some Steps. Angry, maybe time for some Cannibal Corpse. Pissed at the world, Bad Religion. Trying to amp myself up for a day at work? Faithless. Want to do some artwork, NWA. Different music genres and bands motivate me in different ways, and it’s something that has become a hug coping mechanism for me.

If it were all to disappear, I don’t really know what I would do. How would I fill the void left behind? I think I would get more crabbit (grumpy), as the only noise around would be people, machines, and other worldly sounds. I would get especially annoyed at people, as I don’t want to hear their nonsense. I suppose, those noises would maybe become entertainment for me.

Maybe.

I definitely would be a lot more grumpy.

Prompt Time

What does your ideal home look like?

Funnily enough we were talking about this at work the other day. Like, what would you do with enough money to get your dream home?

I wouldn’t want anything too big. Maybe 2 bedrooms. One for an actual bedroom, and the other could be a library/ music room, where I could show all my records, books, and CDs. Have a big comfy couch, like a loveseat, where I could curl on with a good book and listen to some music. No TV. No internet. I can shut myself away from the world, and just escape.

Kitchen wise, it doesn’t need much. I’d like enough room to have things like an Air Frier, a Microwave, and a nice coffee machine. Plenty of cupboard space for mugs and snacks. And plenty of freezer space, so that I could bulk prep more food, and save money.

I’d like a back garden, where I could have a wee vegetable patch. Grow my own potatoes, carrots, and other veggies. Have a flower bed, where I could just have some wild flowers, to get some insects. A wee table and chair, so that I can sit outside on a nice day. Space to have a whirligig or washing line, to dry laundry on a nice day.

It would also have enough space in the front for a driveway, so that I’d have room to park a car. As it is a big factor for me not purchasing a car, as my current street is a a little low on space. Maybe get one of those American style post boxes in my garden, as I struggle to reach down to pick up post sometimes.

As for the where. I like small town life. I’d maybe travel further North, if I had the choice. Maybe a small town around Inverness? But, I wouldn’t be too disappointed to stay in Fife. I like being close to the coast, where I can go for a walk and smell the sea air.

Overall, I am not fussy. I would like a space for myself, a place to be entirely myself, to enjoy what I love.

Prompt Time 2

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

Imagining your life in an alternate universe is like saying, what would you change in your life?

I try to tell myself that I don’t need to change nothing. Every is fine. When, in reality, I think everybody has complaints about life, on plans that never went their way. It’s normal, but most of us just make do.

I don’t think I’d want much. I’d have my own house, one with a library room, and a music room. A garden with a lovely flower bed at one side, and a vegetable patch at the other. I’d have a TV, with every subscription I’d ever need, to watch all the sports I want.

I’d have a job I loved. Something where I could utilise my creativity. It would be good to have something to do with books, or football, or motorsport, or music. One of those jobs where I could say ‘when you love your job, you never work’. I’d have the follow-through to make it actually work.

I’d go to the gym multiple times a week, and run. Take pride in running before a day of work. I’d be on top of my health, mental and physical. I’d actually see the point, see value in myself.

It’s pretty sad reading, really. I don’t want to be rich. I just would like to be happy. And functional.

No Ideas, So Prompt Time

Daily writing prompt
What bothers you and why?

Everything.

I don’t know if it’s my age, but so much stuff gets on my nerves these days. I have such a short fuse for so many things. To be honest, most of them are highly trivial, and they are just another reason for complaining. We Scottish people love to complain a lot, and it can be about anything.

The big thing that bothers me is rudeness. Treating other people poorly for no reason is just not nice. A lot of the time, people are rude because they think the other person is ‘lower’ than them. Folk can be very judgemental, which is an automatic thing for most people. Some people use that judgement to try and knock down others. And normally it is based on nothing that other party has actually done.

I try to treat everyone with kindness, just because that is what I appreciate, myself.

The illest of our time

I am currently going through a phase where I keep catching bug after bug. It is one of the main issues of having an auto-immune disease, like Rheumatoid Arthritis. Whenever people around me contracts some kind of bug, I will pick it up, and I will get knocked for six every time. This is why I am sitting writing this and being all blocked up. I got rid of a cough about 4 weeks ago, and it came back last week. Fabulous timing.

Edinburgh Pride is Saturday, and I will be upset if I am too choked up to go and enjoy myself. I am planning on doing the march again, for the 4th year in a row. It’s always a super fun day, and the weather looks like it will be super sunny. So I just need to focus on taking my medication and hopefully kick it.

It just makes me so tired, because I always seem to have something wrong.

If I had a million dollars…

If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to?

I would like to help people, I think. I’d get myself a house and a car. Give some to members of my family, to pay off debts or their mortgage. It would be nice to make people I love have an easier life. I have a few good friends, so I’d maybe give them some too.

I’d like to help fund a counselling programme. Something so folk who have struggled with mental health issues long term, can use their experiences to help those in their communities. Because, I find, a lot of the best advice about mental health, come from those who have dealt with it. And, as someone who has had issues since my teenage years, I would like something productive to come out of it.

I would also like to put money to a conservation project at Preston hill Quarry, in my home town. Set up facilities so people can use the area safely. Try and find a way to protect the area, because it’s the Fife coast, it is an area companies want to build on. I’d like it to be looked after, as proper woodland and coastal areas. Create cycle paths, nature walks, seating areas, curated boards telling you about the history of the area, and the wildlife that call it home. Help generate a bit of local pride about it.

Looking at it all, I’d maybe need slightly more than £1 million.

What to do…

What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.

I have had lots of jobs I wanted to do over the years, so I will have to think on what I would do.

Maybe I would like to write a book. Whilst all my interests that I have enjoyed have had peaks and troughs of my attention, books are the one thing that has always been a part of my life. To be able to create something that could reach so many different people would be kind of magical to me.

I do love writing, although I am not always the best at it. I would have no idea what I’d write between fiction and non-fiction. It would be nice to go on an adventure and write about it. Or to be able to create a new fantasy world that would allow the escape of the real world.

It would be nice if I had the focus.

Lost My Stuff

What would you do if you lost all your possessions?

I would like to be a rational person and say ‘I don’t need possessions, as long as I have friends and family around me’. But I am not. Sorry to all my loved ones.

I would probably get pretty upset. I am not very good at throwing things away, especially if it’s served a purpose well. Like my slippers, they have holes, they need the bin, but I can’t find any like them, so they must stay. And if I lose anything, I get myself in an angry rage, as if I needed the item yesterday. All that happens is I usually make things worse.

However, if stuff were to just disappear, I’d probably be calm. Like, I’d maybe get upset my computer was gone, or my kindle. But I wouldn’t go out my way to replace everything. Can’t have a messy room if there is nothing in it. So, there would be some element of relief that I didn’t need to actually declutter my mess.

The stuff I’d probably be most upset about losing would be my phone, earphones, and my stuffed Simba toy. Which, when I look at how much stuff I have, is absurd that I’d get worked up over so little.

Cooking?

What’s your favorite thing to cook?

Umm… I am not the best cook. Due to me being sore a lot (thanks arthritis) food has to be easy for me. A lot of the time I don’t have the grip or ability to pick up heavy things. I usually survive of convenience food (pizza, pasta or noodles). I know it’s not good.

I have been trying to work on portion control, something I am rubbish at. I tend to eat everything in sight, and then have the nerve to feel sick.

Note:I wrote this last night, got distracted and didn’t post. I don’t know why.

Prompt Time: Wishful Perceptions

Daily writing prompt
Tell us one thing you hope people say about you.

I have always tried to be kind to people, and I hope people can see that. My Gran used to say ‘treat people the way you wish to be treated’, and that is something that I have tried to think about when I interact with people. So, I try to be friendly towards other people, someone that other people can turn to.

When it comes down to it, I just would like to be thought of in a positive manner. Since I was little, I have had this fear that people don’t genuinely like me. That people are nice to my face, but are glad when I leave any situation. As much, as people say that it is not true, I can’t help but believe the nonsense thoughts in my brain. And, in a bid to counter this, I try to be nice all the time, so that people can’t feel negatively about me.

As I get older, I am trying to get myself away from focusing on what other people are thinking about me. Like, get learn how to live for myself, rather than be preoccupied by what other people think of me. It is pretty hard, because the only time where I would do things simply to make myself happy was when I was little, and the only reason to do anything was because you like it. I feel that as I have got older, I became more aware and reactive to what others thought.

Honestly, as much as I’d like to pretend to be above what others think of me, it is still nice to be thought of in a good light.