8:30am and there’s a drunk woman on the tram chatting away to everybody the kids going to school then a young mother with her baby strapped to her chest it’s as if life is one big endless conversation for this woman though she pauses to swig some more red wine from a water bottle every now and then. “you’ve got hair in your ears.” she tells an old man »
musing over lunch about how i rarely have anything useful to say to interesting people such as it is good words don’t keep any company in my world greetings from afar in town soon catch up for drinks? sure but what have i been doing lately? drifting along in the everydayness and lacking in quality verbiage »
i walked for a while in a jacket though it turned out to not be jacket weather looking for signs reclaiming some sense of personality that you lose when you’ve had a cold for a few days just a minor, utterly trivial thing but it nags at you until you do something about it and so i did before too long i left behind the side streets of fitzroy »
my sinuses have a mind of their own pulling the reins for a few days i’m no good at being sick i can’t stay in bed a simple walk to the supermarket seems fine i’m able to dodge the bitter pinched-mouthed old lady pointing her trolley directly at me as she turns into the aisle and it’s almost pleasant being outside but my sinuses know who’s in control and once i get home »
2 hours revisiting old photos until i realized i’d run out of disk space copying them in instead of referring to them in apple software-speak 5 minutes deleting them again a simple random mistake or is it my mind playing games when I try to look back? »