Outlawing The Moon.

I first heard of Hugh MacLeod late one evening on my front terrace in North Melbourne. A wheelchair bound man had been struggling to mount his chair up and in to the Town Hall Hotel late one night on Errol Street. My friends Tim and Finn (funny, I know) had lurched out of their chairs … Continue reading

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A Cloud Lifts:

Today has been no different. A shift has certainly taken place. I see it everywhere I go. A greater appreciation of architecture, flower petals, a childs cough. I notice it in the flirty eyes of my barista. I notice it in myself. The laundry, a shower, waiting– all of these things seem sweeter somehow. Even … Continue reading

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More Than A Feeling:

I had written this evenings entry in my head entirely while in my Bikram class this afternoon. I had wanted to write about Stephen Fry and some old black dog action when I hurried home and learned it was almost 6pm. With a date with neighbor tee-ed up for 7pm I was short on blogging … Continue reading

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