It’s one of those days today. Everyone has gone away and there is true peace in the neighbourhood. That’s what Easter is all about for me anyway. Stay at home, get everything done that I’ve put off all summer. For god’s sake, I could do the gardening in the nude and no fucker will ever notice. There is nobody around. Melbourne has emptied.
The aroma of burning meat is wafting over the suburb. There’s no barking dogs either. Somehow I think that they are otherwise occupied.
Got a bit tiddly last night. Had a few beers and cleaned up my bedroom which is full of boxes that haven’t been opened for years. Found old books, an awesome ‘Mad’ magazine collection from my early teens and not forgetting a huge collection of ‘Spin’, ‘Juice’ and ‘Rolling Stone’ magazines from 1988 until 1996. Don’t know why I stopped buying them. I’ll have to get the collection moving again. It’s amazing how much shit I have collected. I even found old diaries going back to 1984. Yes, I kept a diary when I was 12.
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