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Ground level

Trash can and bench at MacDonaldtown station, Sydney

When you've already left inside, waiting for your body to catch up, as it were, is nerve-wracking. You want to whip time like a horse, make it fly to where you're already waiting for it further down the road.

-- "Corfu", Robert Dessaix.

I've been busy with last minute things - packing has barely come into the equation. In the past few days, I've been to an optometrist, a podiatrist, a hairdresser, a dentist and a nice financial adviser who's sorting out some superannuation matters for me.

I'm going to miss out on the next Melbourne meetup too - if all goes well, when the gang gathers at the Gin Palace I'll be hovering somewhere over Tokyo in a holding pattern.

Posted by sniffles at August 17, 2002 11:56 PM