The alarm clock goes off. It is time for yet another morning ritual of showering and getting dressed. Necessary rituals that slowly but surely make me join the awoken ones.
Making a sandwich and a large cup of coffee for in the car. Listening to the radio I am always alert for pedophile news. None of that this morning.
I arrive at work. The office I work at today is really nicely situated in beautiful nature surroundings. Not a very busy schedule today. No appointments in the morning. There is time to read, go through that to-do list that kept getting longer and longer. My team is pretty much self sufficient. They can do without me today.
It is nice and quiet at the office. Almost all people are gone. I love this part of the working day. I get my best work done at this time of the day.
Time to go home. The radio news says that the Germans have forbidden an association of bikers. Experts say that is impossible in the Netherlands. Yet less than twelve months ago the Dutch supreme court outlawed an association for pedophiles. One expert says that not outlawing the bikers has to do with the threat of violence by its members. I can’t help but think: “So that is what we pedophiles had to do: be more violent.”
Phone call with my young man (22). He won’t be home tonight and will stay with his girlfriend. I love him so much. Phoned my parents too, but they were out.
Home. Choose my homemade frozen dinner and put it in the microwave. Checking my pedophile accounts: Twitter, WordPress, Pedofilie.nl and two email accounts. Not much going on there. My speech was received well. Hundreds of hits. Nice!
Phone call with my young friend (13). He wants to know if he can come over on Saturday and stay till Sunday. He is a cool kid and I like having him around.
Spur of the moment decision to write this to let the reader know that pedophiles are normal people with ordinary lives. I guess I just have a somewhat aberrant sexual desire.
A friend is texting me wondering why he hasn’t seen me for so long. Yeah…I know, it has been too long. Texting back…maybe a beer or two on Thursday?
And for now let’s watch some Champions League football.
23.30….bed. I won’t bore you with more details.