1st February 2005.

I don’t know where this is. I reckon it could be near Tarra Bulga National Park in the Strzelecki Ranges. Ella and I used to walk here often on the way home from work.

I’m sitting here, eating dinner. Odd shaped pieces of toasted apricot loaf with mashed banana. The odd shapes are because the pieces that had bits of apricot in them are missing. I eat the tops off fruit cakes or the apricot pieces out of a fruit loaf. My idiosyncrasies run unchecked, because there is rarely anyone here to point them out to me. Chook, napping on the lounge room floor couldn’t care less.

I’ve been talking to a friend. She has lived alone for a while, and is concerned that she can’t live with anyone. I was thinking “yes, I can see how that could happen”

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