Saturday Low Flyers

It’s been a busy week back at work. Had my longest day in the office on Thursday since starting the current job.  I remember slotting the parking ticket into the machine at the exit and it clocked 2.42am. Then, as I was driving home, the car began making funny (no, actually, scary) noises and my mind recalled stories of how bored, directionless youths amuse themselves by stuffing pebbles into your tyre’s inner tube. Thankfully, I got home safely, restraining myself to below 100kph. It’s an 11-year-old car, after all.

Driving in the wee hours of the morning can be rather surreal, especially if you’re traversing a trunk of road perpetually congested with cars, trucks and other motored behemoths like the Federal Highway. Your thoughts go into autopilot while you appreciate the stillness around you. The radio is on for company and to keep you awake; a prayer of sorts going out over the airwaves for safe travels.

Today was spent languishing in rather emotive daydreaming, sleep and books. Am now in Chapter 10 of Midwives, by Chris Bohjalian. Have some thoughts left over from the workshop (still!) but will put them in the next post.

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