also!!! I might have agreed to foster an eight year old greyhound called Gavin. An old friend rang me up and said she had an emergency case in Melbourne and asked if I could help out with him. Super keen just gotta go through with the forms etc. I’m gonna take that little baby with me everywhere. I’ve been wanting to become a foster carer to dogs for years but always had mean boyfriends who wouldn’t let me. Tim has already been involved in rehabilitating wolfhounds and German shepherds and Rottweilers and he’s amazing with animals so I think the two of us could do a really good job with our other housemates as well.
I’ve had a really productive and exhilarating day. Crazy what a strong cup of coffee can do in the morning. I wrote 3000 words working on a piece I’m submitting to Overland Magazine tonight and went to Coburg to record vocals on a track for my friend Bones. The recording went really well and made me want to write more music. Last year I really immersed myself in the hospitality industry and the scene that comes with that. It was fun and I met heaps of cool people but I found there was only so much I could get from that life style mostly based around drinking and smoking. This year I’m immersing myself in a more creative and productive scene. Already met so many cool writers at uni and went to a book launch and poetry reading last week and working on lots of longer pieces to try and publish. Goals are being ticked.
Anonymous asked: you're life looks beautiful and peaceful
Thank you. Went through a few rough patches to get it that way but now it’s exactly the way I want it. When you do exactly what you want to do without compromising the things that are really important to you it’s amazing how things fall into place and how the people that are meant to be in your life work their way in and they stay.
Dear employers, I will have to take the day off today because:
☐ It’s December and the streets are papier-mached with wet bronze leaves and it’s so dark outside that the cars have their headlights on at 3pm
☐ I have recently been through a breakup, or I have been through a breakup at any time in my life really, and I woke up today with the absolute conviction that I will never be loved again
☐ A dog looked at me
☐ I got a text from someone for whom I feel a mix of concern and frustration and recognition and longing that is both more and less than romance
☐ Someone made a joke about dead pets meeting you in heaven
☐ Daylight savings time
☐ I passed a knot of flowers that were so bright they glowed through the dim grey water of the day and when was anything in my life last that luminous?
☐ Girls are too pretty
☐ For the first time I genuinely comprehend that there is not enough time to have all the lives I wanted
☐ I accidentally listened to Leonard Cohen
When I can’t sleep, I think of others washing their hands in a
cold dark stream. A sound from the forest makes them raise
their heads. They walk through an apartment with the lights off.
They eat spoonfuls of ash and stare at the freeway. I meet them
upstairs with nothing to say. They find their way back to the
living room couch. They float down the hallway with a knife in
one hand. They tell me forget about trees and no hidden portals.
One of them has tar in the corners of her eyes. Her hair is
draped across a pillow. She sends me an email about being afraid.
—Ben Mirov, Dream Capacitar (via kdecember)
My top two thoughts are where’s my cat where’s my Tim
i’m at the bottom of a very large ladder, but at least it’s finally the right ladder.