I’ve started station’ry, another group blog aimed at encouraging friends to share their words and images with the world. This one focuses on Melbourne’s metropolitan railway system and our interactions with it. If you’d like to contribute to it, please get in touch. »
there are few things as pleasant as the freedom to take a walk on a saturday afternoon even in my darkest moments i always know i can open the door and go for a walk this makes me more fortunate than many earth-bound perhaps but not house-bound. »
On my way to Flinders Lane I spot an art exhibit created simply of bundled newspapers. Yet that one phrase sticks out, perhaps because it reminded me of another – the turgid miasma of existence. Breaking the surface of the street I’m surrounded by a 2pm school of minnows, circling, swishing down the street, back to their offices after lunch? It’s hard to tell. I dodge and weave my way up Centre Place, every cafe full, every face staring me as if to suggest I was in their way (what, do I think this is my town or something? »
the importance of words and saying things the way one means to as a gentleman should if i start small and economize on phrases and vowels it ought to be easier? but then there’s so much left unsaid. »
I love cities but can’t stand crowds i stared out the window while she showered and pondered my next move. the afternoon before i hopped out of a taxi phone in hand hearing my work worries vanish just like that leaving me to the quiet weekend i’d been hoping for. a holiday in my own city it was very “meta” of my friends to give us this as a wedding gift »