Friday, June 18, 2021

A marker in the ground

So very soon I will go back. I have had enough of this boredom.

I need freedom.

Driving in the bus lane and picking up interesting people.

If it was not for my pill box I would not know what day of the week it is.

Of the thousands of people I have met one has come into my mind Martha was her name and she came from East Africa, I can't be sure but I think she was from Tanzania but it was a long time ago.

She was full of life and she had a really impish sense of humor. S he told me that the people of Kenya, Ethiopia and Somalia are wonderful runners and the women are the most beautiful on Earth. They are also the greatest lovers that can be found. But don't think of going there you will never catch one. 

Then a big burst of her laughter.

One day the Lottery was £1 Million (A lot of money at the time)

I said that I would buy a ticket and if I won we would buy an ice cream.

"John take it back now" I asked her why she was so upset and she told me of the Jen.

A Jen is a spirit which lives on the edge of society and when someone makes a wish they will grant that wish in a very cruel way. 

They use their powers and enter your life.

They suck the life out of your most loved person, wife or child.

But you cannot see, hear or find your Jen.

You are the happiest person I have ever met. 

I would hate for you to suffer or change in such a bad way.

Stop at this shop here and I will but the ice creams and you must promise me not to buy that lottery ticket. 

Around 6 years later her life imploded and she died from a drug overdose

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