And Now We Are Forty-Eight
18/03/2025
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It’s the eighteenth of March here in Australia, which means I’ve just turned another year older. We’re still fixing things up after
One of these days I’m going to learn that no good comes of Sundays when I factor it in as a day in which I can do work. No matter how much I pretend it’s a day in which I can get things done, the fact that it’s my designated day to engage with the outside world largely means that I’ll whittle away the time doing nothing until the appointed hour when I get to actually go out and see real people.
It’s the eighteenth of March here in Australia, which means I’ve just turned another year older. We’re still fixing things up after
I’m writing this from an apartment packed down for impending cyclone/hurricane due to hit Brisbane some time in the next 24 hours.
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