COMING HOME IS SOMETIMES HARDER THAN LEAVING : our heroine, the prodigal daughter, the wandering highlander islander girl, having run the world over - in 2005 returned to Papua New Guinea Proper for the first time - there she lived a little and loved a little too - in 2007 she landed Closer To Melbourne Than Madang and awoke in 2008 "The Year of Alex" - a year to Reclaim her BestSelf to be a GoodGirl to be Better to be Kinder to HurtHerself Less - by clasping her heart and veering hard left
Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money. MOLIERE
but not good candy. yuckie yuckie. sometimes i just want to go to sleep and not wake up for a long time. i am turning into a twisted version of myself. and it's not nice. i am not nice. i am yuckie yuckie gal of late. lots impatient and little scared. don't know why i keep putting the planet on my shoulders.
big up to all you lovers who remind me that life is for living and not for saving.
xx
posted by highlander islander @ 14:57
2 Comments:
Oh Sweetheart... I could see something wasn't right the other day, you weren't looking at me properly and you weren't even shopping properly.
Let me know what you need, I'll do anything. Even drink lots of vodka and sing karaoke tunes to you... I might even do that if you don't need it...
... but I draw the line at going to the High Comm on Friday. I'll see you at EB!
hi lady
too much family stress - havent been feeling like doing anything except burrowing into my cocoon.
looking forward to tomorrow and celebrating another birthday in the life of babysister and even australia!
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