Sometimes I wonder where someone has gone. Then I stop.
It mostly does not matter, unlike the weather. I think the weather plays a big role in my daily life. If it looks like it is going to be a sunny day then I know to wake up pissed off already. If it seems like it might be overcast in a bit but is sunny right now then I go to work with a glint in the eye, being sure not to spoil my sombre expression too much. If the clouds are dark my mood is light.
Where Timmy went, has no effect on my mood.
Most likely Timmy impregnated a sheep and scientists are looking for him to see what other animals his super semen can impregnate, and does it work on men since everyone just loved the movie Junior.
I am like Timmy, apart from not having gone anywhere. I don't like saying hello when I arrive places and I sure as hell don't like saying goodbye. I like to just "be" , I either am present or I am not. When I became present and when this presence becomes questionable is not something I concern myself with.
Some people will do that thing where they ask: "Where have you been?" , "Good to see you again," or just "Long time."
Each of which is pointless, with "Where have you been?" being a phrase used by inquisitive wives/ husbands who are too lazy to get off their pathetic asses and go check or do the thing they are going to ask next, "Could you get me something to drink from the kitchen?"
Yes I know, I am also losing my tolerance for pathetic people in close proximity more and more. The ones across the road are ok and there is always the hope that when they cross that they get hit by a car and bleed out as their leg was ripped off.
The other phrases have more to do with the person askings lack of proximity to your own location than anything else, and it always has this stupid tone that feels so so close to fake niceness. It passes quickly though, some will even go so far as to have a guilt trip tone. Like Granny, the bitch always says stupid shit like "I have not seen you in years you should come over one Sunday."
Then you need to say, "Sure, that sounds nice. It has been long."
Then you never go because fuck Granny and fuck anything that thinks they are family, fuck people who invite other people to their homes and fuck leaving the house because the sun is shining.
In short, Timmy will be back or he won't and if he is not then that is ok. When he does return though let's hope it is in a bar and the spoonfucker brought cash because nothing is better than "Long time, next round is on me." Rinse and repeat.
Be seeing you Timmy, but don't think that means I am thinking about you or even acknowledge your absence.