Today, whilst my mind was totes engaged on Higher Things, I put £65-worth of unleaded fuel in to my car.
My car is a diesel.
So not only am I down £65 on the cost of the unleaded fuel, I’m down a similar amount (being the cost of filling up with diesel), and I’m down £125 (being the cost of the mechanic who drained the tank for me).
This was a fucking brilliant day, obv.
Now the thing is, I know where my mind was, during the ‘misfuelling’ (as I have been informed this type of cockup is now called).
My mind was thinking about someone.
So what I need to do, obv, is to try and train my mind to stop thinking about someone (or in fact something, and/or anything).
I think I have two chances of this happening.
Fat and ‘no’.