a bad guest

a longish drive to my brother's place for christmas lunch.

i sleep all the way.

we arrive. i recognise my brother, two or three other people.

behind them, a room full of noisy people having fun.

all i want is to get the hell out of there. i start walking back out the door.

deb guides me to a seat next to my brother. i may say hello, i dont remember it.

after a few minutes i get deb to guide me to a seat where i can eat.

i know there will be a table full of food, there always is. i never see it. all i see is whatever food deb puts in front of me.

after a while i see that im pushing food, unseen, off my plate onto the table, i try to be more careful.

i guess the identities of several people round me. some i know, can hear conversation, can join in.

most i have nothing i want to say, so i say nothing.

there are several "gift games" i ignore them.

i think that i can hear the game organiser, quite clearly. everyone else is laughing, i cant hear anything funny, i guess im not really hearing what she's saying.

basically, i just sit and silently glower.

we finally leave, i sleep all the way home. then sleep some more till i can be bothered getting out of the car to go inside.

the gathering is even less fun than i expected. all my own fault.

on the internet no-one can see the crayons in my nose

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Dr Nick Lethbridge
Consulting Dexitroboper