Monday, December 19, 2011


The leaky, termite-ridden dream is over. We are in the process of relocating to a new home.

Our new nest is above a mechanic, behind two cage doors, two normal doors and a roller door.

We can see the CBD, Parramatta and a water tower from the roof and there is a bar at the end of the street that offers jelly wrestling every Tuesday.

I am going to miss Rozelle. So much of my life is as it is because of that house.

First time out of home.

First time living with a partner.

First arrest.

First home-made pork buns.

What a year it's been.

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