There is nothing like a letter in the mail box that reminds you how alone you are in the world, to set you down a path of depression.
Every year, at my birthday I receive a card from Mepacs, it’s signed by all the ‘staff’ that work for them.
And I am very well aware the staff signed a card which was sent to the printers to use as a template or “whatever” and then they printed off 50 thousand printed birthday cards and then one eventually gets sent to me.
Some of the facts and figures there might be a little off, however the facts remain the same. With the card came a letter basically asking for an update of my contacts.
Now, the first point of call, if I don’t hit the button by 9.30am in the morning is ME! I know, it sounds a little ridiculous. But my ‘in case of emergency’ contacts are my mum (3.5 hours away) and this letter reminded me I need to contact person is within thirty minutes from me.
I don’t have anyone….