People ask me how I am. We ask everyone how they are but we don't really want to hear all the details most of the time and we all settle for "Good." There's no problem with that, I just wish sometimes I could act on my initial response and fling shit at them.
I haven't got a job or a social network but we DO have a house now. Finally. Melbourne's weather is like a slap in the face... from an ice queen. So being back in Queensland for a week is nice, seeing the sun and all. He's not a regular visitor down in the big V.I.C.
I'm drinking coke and all I'm tasting is beer.
When I look back, it's all so alien to me. My past is somehow disconnected, as if it's someone elses and I'm just watching.
I need wine. TONIGHT! There shall be wine.
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