~ Rainy Days Ahead ~

~ Rainy Days Ahead ~

Sitting alone in the corner of the pub
Trying to work on my laptop
While watching the old men drink ale at the bar
As the weather notification on my phone tells me
That there will be “rainy days ahead”

I’m back in Nottingham after spending the winter away
This time without a girlfriend
Who is now living in the hills of Barcelona
I bump into her friend while walking along the river
While sporting a drunken cut on my face
And riddled with hungover anxiety
Her friend is happy and now has a dog
I look like a wretched mess in comparison.

That was my second facial injury within a month
The other happened when I had my phone stolen
As the thieves broke into my online bank accounts
And transferred themselves generous amounts of money
On that same night my bike was also stolen
And I woke up with more wounds
Seeping into my bedsheets.

Oh well, it’s a new day, I say to myself
So I take a sip of my coffee and try to get back to work
But the old men at the bar have gotten louder
So I leave and walk a bit further into the city.

I’m on my way into the centre
And walking near my old girlfriend’s house
When a homeless man approaches me
He asks me to play AC/DC’s ‘Back in Black’ on my phone
I put it on and start chatting to him
He’s clearly insane but I end up buying him
A pack of cigarettes and some vodka
Despite trying to recoup my recent losses.

We chat for five minutes about nothing
Until I eventually say goodbye
For some reason, I even say “god bless”
Despite being a non-believer.

And then suddenly I’m in another bar
I don’t recognise anyone
And they don’t recognise me
I told myself I wouldn’t drink
But I order a strong lager anyway
I take a sip and pull out my phone
The battery is now running low
My friend is asking if I want to go out tonight
And the notification still tells me
That there’ll be rainy days ahead.