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something a little more interesting than the last one, maybe, except even this isn't interesting at all, so I might as well have not even updated once today, let alone twice Oh, I thought of something that I was going to write about but never did: One of the things I've been doing in Australia is writing, although mostly journal-type stuff, but some things that are more interesting, except it's all just bits and pieces, nothing much of anything, just bits and pieces such as: She asked for a lemonade but got a Sprite. "Oh well," she thought. "Maybe lemonade and Sprite are the same thing."And this: she wrote while sitting on the rooftop garden of the backpackers hostel in Kings Cross, the city skyline silhouetted against the yellow to baby blue skyYeah, that's the whole thing. And then this: That bird was so sad.That one's pretty poignant. (I didn't know how to spell 'poignant'.) That bird was sad, really, and it makes me sad to think about it. It's probably dead by now though. And another: An old woman despite her red lipstick and dyed black hair, waddling up to the train on lumpy sausages stuffed into fancy shoes.I never finish anything. Yeah, maybe someday the bits and pieces will add up to something, but WHEN?
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