Trying to be in the moment and failing miserably

this week has been weird, i have really wanted to hire a person so that they may live my life so i may just forget about responsibilities, love, work and other "real" people. I wanted to stand still and absorb and to write, write and write.

I miss Melbourne, gray cold days and snuggling in my doona, entering out into the world wrapped in the warm seduction of my favorite winter coat and my lingerie silky on my skin many layers beneath, the luxury of trams and trains, the smells, the grey sunless city, the people.

FNQ has much to offer but none of things i hold dear, no snuggling to be had, coats of any description is out, lingerie is ridiculous - it's too hot.

I'm whinging? Who cares, okay okay whine over.

i attached a picture of a little owl out in daylight (see that blue sky!),
he's a really cool dude.


and close up (what ya lookin' at?):


Ants galore too this week, i wish i had taken a shot, they were pooled around the sink in the bathroom at work, it's like what the? All over my desk too, a few an hour and on my telephone and no i don't eat on my telephone.

It's nice and warm and GREY out, smells of rain too coming (hence the ants), gawd i miss grey skies.

bye.