January 28, 2013 § 4 Comments
I missed it. As I got off the plane in Sydney, the first thing I felt was the warm humidity, I could feel the rain. I love the summer storms of my country. Going to the cafe, the pub for a steak. Getting sick of course though, from the plane… so mostly I have been sleeping and mooching on the couch, hugging the cat. My sister gets married in four days. I am to make a speech. My friends are having a baby, the best news. Sad news too, but the rain seems to make it easier to cometo terms with events, words. The man at the supermarket recognised me. We made food at the house. I called my father and sister. Anyway. Home.