I'll Call This One Yessssssss

“I’ll call this one Yesssssss”

5 days shy of my 2 months since I’ve touched down on Sydney soil anniversary. By this time I know I want a chocolate cake I'm just not sure what font I want "Happy Anniversary" written in. Even though it's only been 56 days here (1,344 hours, 80,644 minutes 4,838,400 seconds... thanks Google)  I'm really feeling I want to be here longer than just my 1 year visa, like I'm probably going to apply for a second one or study for 2-3 years. This is still a tentative plan but yea it's been swell so far.

The beautiful thing is I'm just living simple, now that I think about it maybe even perceivably boring,  but it's so sweet and splendid I'm satisfied. When I’m not working I've been seeing a lot of live music, I invent breakfast foods, I talk to strangers, eat too much chocolate and In the rare hours that I'm the only one home at the flat, I dance like a lucky sea turtle who just made it from hatched egg to fresh open sea.

This weekend I went to Kiama for a "staycation" (stay-cay-shun; miniature vacation , short distance  from home)  twas a nice little break from the city. Met some cool people. Which is something else I love. On my 2 months anniversary I shall write a list of everyone I’ve met and a special characteristic! The people and short memoirs have been fresh in my brain lately so I don’t want them to get stale.

Today I went to The White Rabbit Gallery. My favourite installation was this story board about a man who moved a pile of dirt ONE MOUTH FULL AT A TIME. With every drop off mouth full he wrote the time with a stick of chalk. I should also mention he did this slithering along pavement. Although I read the description, I forget his name and where exactly it was but what he said about this special work of art was something like "art is always pretty". I read it again, because I thought it was supposed to say "isn’t" always pretty. Which would make the sentence straight forward and the art as well.  So even the way he’s quoted makes you think with a bit more strength. It was very stimulating to watch. A rather unconventional passion. It was a sizable pile of dirt! One mouth full at a time! Spectacular! I'll have to go back to get the name and place.

S Word Count-  42

In a subtly conducive fashion, for my next journal I will attempt charter into incomprehensible waters. Breaking boundaries,*gradual rise in tone of voice*  , bringing to surface, from the depth of Raisha's World.. *clears throat* what just came to fruition to be titled..

Introspective Lexemes

*crowd oouu's*

Curtain closes.