I saw a hat on the tracks on my commute to walk. every now and then I spot something out of place and it reminds me I don’t want to be caught in the ongoing spiral that is this routine.
it’s been warm. I wear shorts to work most days now. the evenings are nice outside. I had a lovely picnic with Jenae and Nic the other day. watched a lovely movie with John. calling my parents most days, and leaning on my brothers always. I couldn’t ask for more care or love from them.
Bipasha is trying to get me back into running. we did ‘park run’ at Sydney Park yesterday before voting. we’re trying to spend more time together. I’m so lucky to have her. the referendum loss has me embarrassed to live and breathe as an Australian. all I can hope is that we are shamed to no end on the global stage. we are a pathetic country and I can only pray we grow up.
a lot of theatre between everything else. rehearsals gearing up for opening next week. a nice cast - no egos, which is a real blessing. at the cellar most days now, not making time for much else beyond work and rehearsals. trying to start reading again. maybe Italian again soon.
Fieke is in England. she placed two of my cranes in a special spot in Lewes. she spent the evening with Lexi drinking at Landsdowne. surreal to think she can go back whenever, when it’s all so far out of reach for me. I think of that time every day still. unanswered questions and perpetual longing. I will always miss.
nothing wise to say. it’s always just another day. counting what is good as I go. <<
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