Friday, 1 April 2011

Odd Musings In A Middle Of A Wood...

After sitting in Ranscombe today (up on the hills for those who don’t know), drinking Friji chocolate milkshake and wishing it was alcohol, attempting to stop the nosebleed that had been flowing for the past four hours, wishing I’d brought a thicker jumper, and generally being angry at the world, I found myself watching a treasure hunter digging up the grass and sweeping around with his beeped-beep-beep machine… (yeah I can’t remember what they’re called – I swear I’ve only been drinking milkshake honest!)
He’s been searching the entire time I’ve been here, angrily cussing my mother and attempting coursework, and so far hasn’t found a thing. He hasn’t stopped though! And I think he must have been here for quite a while by the looks of the numbers of hole around… that or there’s a lot of rabbits who cover their holes up after themselves, and who can blame them – Health & Safety have been cracking down hard these past years…!
I wonder what he’s looking for?
Gold? Treasure? The engagement ring he dropped the other night and couldn’t find in the dark? I may never know.
(Of course I could go and ask… But that would mean leaving my stuff in the middle of an empty wood while I’m distracted!)
But what I also wonder is why do people preserver with anything? Work, relationships, coursework, treasure hunting? What is it that makes us keep struggling on, no matter how pointless, futile, disastrous it’s going to end up?
I suppose carrying on with things gives a sense of achievement, no matter how far its pulling you down, people just don’t want to feel like they’ve failed.
Some relationships are bound to fail (classed by various psychologists as pre-existing doom I am told!) but people will struggle through, ignore the regular fights, the many disagreements, and just hold on the best they can.
Business ventures that start on a loan from the bank, a tip from a friend, who’s really more of an acquaintance, about a niche in the market that (though its definitely there) doesn’t actually need filling – that’s doomed to fail. But that poor guy will keep at it and hope to make it work...
But I've just realised how doom and gloomy this sounds!!
I'd make it seem better by telling you all the amazing things you can get from perseverance (Money, friends, the guy you've always wanted... etc) but I have to get my coursework in for midnight so need to crack on with it...!
Have a good night!!

(Note added after writing: Metal detector... not beeped-beep-beep machine...!)