Typing this at Flinders. Dad, Michael and I came down yesterday to roll hay and set up for a builder to finish the shed. Will probably return to Shepparton on New Years Day.
Things are very green down here. It's been 6 months; I forgotten how like a garden this part of the world smells. I'm hoping to get in a few good runs and maybe a swim while I'm here.
Feeling a bit lost at the moment, although i think most people feel that way between Christmas and New Year! Certainly I'll be grateful to leave 2013 behind me. I must not drift. The drive down yesterday afternoon took me through the suburbs of outer south-east Melbourne, a place which (from having handled a lot of cases from there) feels like the place hopes and dreams go to be mummified. Shudder.