I'm not sure when exactly my love of exploring the world around me began — All I know is that I have always loved imagining places in my mind and then comparing that to the experience of reality.
Monday, 12 October 2009
yellow lines
OK so I am pretty tolerant to most noises after years of living in the heart of cities but painting yellow street lines outside my window at 11pm on a Monday night seems a bit unreasonable and to think in a round about way I am paying the dude to do it with my rates. It sounds amazingly similar to a lawn mower. There is a nice sense of camaraderie though when you look out your window to several other faces all having the same thought.
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