what I am grateful for today

  1. that after two early nights I am feeling more on the level.
  2. I am greatful that I understnad the importance of resting
  3. That I have some time to myself to do things like weeding and spending time in the garden.
  4. That I am able to take some time to watch some cartoons that I have not had the chance to watch.
  5. That my room is cleaner than it has been in a long time
  6. that there is lots going on in melbourne that I can be a part of
  7. That my friend circle is growing and there are more happy people in my life.

Friday: dazed and confused

Title: 10am automatic

Waking up like clockwork regardless how late I went to sleep, I can feel the heat making my skin sticky and gross. Thankfully I wont be spending the summer here. I am moving out. Heading back to my folks this summer.

Title: skype

I am getting side tracked what was I doing again? Making a skype call, wasting time. I need to go down to the gallery today. But I don’t know what time. It will be open. Chatting on cam, to a person I only half know. People love to watch other people masturbate. I do to, but only if we maintain eye contact.

Title: groan

I take the things out of my closet and lay them on my bed. These I will pack  into my car. I will begin the first stage of moving today. On this hot sweaty day.

I can’t even think straight. My mind is a blur. I feel not the best. I think I am still hung over, trying to string words together. But the pain of thinking and doing is making it hard.

Sunday session: poems and thoughts

Title: Sleep in


Leave me in the middle of a dreeaam,

It-does- not-mean, I don’t love yooou,

Leave me in the middle of a dreeaam,

Better things come gradually, I’ll see you soon,

let our paths cross naaaturally,

Leave me in the middle of a dreeaam,

Hearts onto, I feel it too, Another sleepy feeling,

a branch down low, let me leeean, let it go,

oh no

Leave me in the middle of a dreeaam,

A want to be, but all clouds I see,

Hope this is not all, my heart will fall.

Leave me in the middle of a dreeaam,

It-does- not-mean, I don’t love yooou,

Title: Genius

Resourcefulness, unintended uses, working with nature,

These are things that amaze me; you cannot by my wonder in products,

My heart and mind, ponder yonder,

Uninspired by rich decisions, so I’ll make my own,

Look within myself, contemplate, look around the world, and further contemplate

Title: Community loan

What if like investing in a company you can invest in the community

How will it work? What would be the drawbacks? Will this turn evil? Will you make your money back?

Say you invest in a community garden, going by a percentage, you are given a percentage of fruit that you can either eat or reinvest by letting people sell, gift to others.

These have names, like membership or subscription. But I feel if we judge it like we would the stock market; there is a chance that we will be more understanding of a bad harvest or a good one.


I was never much into it, but you insisted it will be fun, “totally worth it!”. So here we are.

You put on some music, and sit down facing me. A relaxed pose, and I copy. You tie your hair up, your chest stretches, full underneath that top. I watch your clothes and how your body moves beneath them.

Yoga is an experience. From what I’ve heard it’s for chicks who want to get better at lovin’.

The rhythm in the background guides the tempo of out movements. changing from one pose to the next. Holding, feeling the stretch, my body opening up.


I turn the hot and cold taps to find balance. Closing my eyes, letting water fall over my face. Most of the time I see myself as frantic, a mess.

My hair washed and combed, then tied up. Order. Shirt, aftershave and teeth done. I am already very far from the person I woke up as.

Looking at the translucent glass, sun glaring in. Refreshed.