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Guess what happens next? Little Howrah Beach, Howrah. December 2011.

Theme Thursday already and it seems that I've lost most of my X-mas break to the flu.

This was not supposed to be the FUTURE (this time last week).

Inevitably, the FUTURE disappoints. The FUTURE rarely delivers. The FUTURE is usually much like the present, only we are more tired, have more aches and pains and more irritable.

The FUTURE, to put it bluntly, ain't what it used to be.

Comments

Roddy said…
You are quite correct. The future ain't the past. It is the future.
If I could see all the negatives before they arrived then I would have no future.
And perhaps you just had a case of the fluture.
nerima roberts said…
I hope you feel better, and recover from the flu.
I like "the future ain't what it used to be".
Mary said…
I wish I could wave a magic wand and give you the future you wish for in your heart.
Brian Miller said…
ugh hope that is the flu talking a bit...i know those littles were a good future right? smiles...i do understand what you are saying though...smiles.
Mrsupole said…
Feeling sick sucks and I swear I have been sick for over a month. Tonight was the first night that I have not just wanted to go back to sleep. Been sleeping 10 to 16 hours a day and still tired. I am hoping this is a sign that maybe I am on the mend. I oh so hope you are too. So sorry you were sick for most of your Christmas holiday and I hope no one else caught it from you. Get well soon.

I do like all your future comments for this weeks Theme Thursday. Lots of fun there.

God bless.
cosmos cami said…
Sorry you're sick and this is my first visit to your blog, but I did love that last line you wrote.
Tom said…
i ate too much and felt like puking

not the same thing...eh?
Anonymous said…
Love your wry sense of humor. The future certainly isn't what it used to be!

Happy TT and Happy New Year.
best wishes,
love the flying geese imagery, well done.
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all. Feeling better now.

Only I'm at work...

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