No day is ever the same.
Some days feel way better than others.
Yesterday was blimmin' good.
Buzzing thru the school day, performances and practices and lessons flying by.
Then a slowing down in the afternoon.
This morning cafe, hospital, queen st march (against mining), real groovy...
Then a slowing down.
Bits of memory fading in and out.
Carrying heavy boxes of records an epic ordeal.
Finding books about the Roman Empire.
Rain and sunshine, heat and cold.
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How was the march? Did you hang around for the later parade by bikers against ACC rises?
ReplyDeleteThere were lots of people on the march.
ReplyDeleteNo, I didn't hang around for the bikers' parade.
I brought 2 boxes of old vinyl into Real Groovy and traded for some cool CDs.