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The Keeper
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Melbourne has a wonderful ability to introduce a change of season perfectly in sync with the calendar. The first day of winter I walked out of my office tower at the end of the day and as the automatic doors opened, there was a 'hurly burly' or a 'dust devil',(a little wind hurricane) spinning and full of dead leaves ( Read more... ) -
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You suckle at his masculinity with your feminine need. Surely you know that love is an old testament struggle? He will punish you with his silence, he will withhold what you most desire, until you again submit, kneeling, begging, for absolution from your sins, and he will say you are equal again. -
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So I decided it was probably time to see a shrink, and I went to one who was recommended by a friend. He told me that lawyers are one of the most depressed of all professions and said I should think more positively ( Read more... ) -
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It's not that I'm always sad, it's just that this is a safe place to be so. -
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Most, if not all, of the usual decisions that we make in our lives will clearly go one way or the other. You will know which way it is going to go maybe 5 minutes, 5 hours, 5 weeks or 5 years later. It is generally true that at some point you will be able to look back and say 'what a stupid fuck I was back then' or 'thank Christ for that decision ( Read more... ) -
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Sometimes it is about waiting. Just - waiting ( Read more... ) -
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Clingy like his mother, I grasp at his clothes, taking skin and flesh with my nails. He pulls away, a man trying not to drown. -
ANZAC Day
There’s something more intimate about a dawn ceremony than there is about a public march, or a wordy ceremony punctuated by medals and swords glinting in a midday sun ( Read more... ) -
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It's probably a blessing that The West Wing is finally over. Perhaps now I might venture out a little more often on Saturday nights, as I have been known to feign illness or concoct other social engagements all to allow me the private, if high volume, pleasure of my own nirvana that is The West Wing ( Read more... )