melbourne

i wandered, lonely, in a crowd with every step i was in somebody’s way they were nice about it but i couldn’t help feeling awkward and empty. »

sometimes i crave the old, familiar places where giants walked the earth and the rest of us scurried afterward looking for the things left behind. »

so many words to leave unsaid but by the time i finish recording them the moment’s gone their sense of useful meaning completely evaporated up into the night perhaps to mix with somebody else’s discarded notions creating a tiny spark that I’ll never see until i reach a little town called dreamland. »

i jumped off and in on a small mat in a tiny room complete with a wandering cat and chatty co-participants. the relaxed feeling stayed at least until mid-afternoon but wisps of it come back to me in idle moments. »

catch the tram to the end of the line to walk along the new grass at the edge of a new shopping centre “opening in 2008” next up is the great northern ring road stand underneath for a moment listen to the road above rumbling with traffic and, y’know, stop thinking about work, willya? you’re supposed to be on holiday. over the hills past a bustling strip mall (no, really) »