“One: Don’t pick up the phone
You know he’s only callin’ ’cause he’s drunk and alone
Two: Don’t let him in
You’ll have to kick him out again
Three: Don’t be his friend
You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you’re under him, you ain’t gettin’ over him “
Record breaking snow falls. Streets undrivable.
We all wear masks,
some with makeup
some with smiles
I’m the worst to watch a show with.
There is no ‘crazy’ when it comes to sartorial choices.
I’ve kind of loved walking through the paths and forest areas this Winter.
It’s fantastic to go away…
Byron was epic. Don’t get me wrong. But it’s nice to get the real experience and get some balance.
The cool thing about travelling solo is, ironically, the people you’ll meet.
After Alice Springs, I flew to Brisbane and stayed overnight with Erin’s cousin and her family. They are adorable! Two kids full of spunk and wit, and the cuddliest puppy ever. After the fantastic joy of a home cooked meal and laundry, I took the bus in the morning down to Byron Bay.
