I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
Today I woke up in Tenzins room to the sound of the didgeridoo and huon shouting about something or rather and we sat outside and ate pastries and then I went to clifton hill and got hopelessly lost with becca and other things happened but I suppose those were the nicest. I came home and watched a movie with dad on the sofa and drank milo huddled under a blanket and maggie lay on me and I felt quite at peace. Oh! And I got stuck in melbourne central train station with Tully. It was incredibly unpleasant, but I had a bit of a laugh. At least, after everything, I can still regain my not particularly redeeming sense of humor.
We lose weeks like buttons, like pencils.
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