in the 90s i lived near the milkbar on the corner of brunswick and newry streets! my room was at the front of the house and had a fireplace and - i mistakenly thought - a ghost. the only people i let in were my mother visiting from interstate "oh yes i feel it too" and the ambulance officers with their crackly two way radios. around that time i gave my doctor a copy of my favourite book, alias grace. she recommended a hostage memoir and 'the gift of fear'. looking her up on youtube this afternoon was shocking; she's an old woman now. none of this feels long ago
[thanks for these visual diary posts btw they're one of my comfort reads fsr]
in the 90s i lived near the milkbar on the corner of brunswick and newry streets! my room was at the front of the house and had a fireplace and - i mistakenly thought - a ghost. the only people i let in were my mother visiting from interstate "oh yes i feel it too" and the ambulance officers with their crackly two way radios. around that time i gave my doctor a copy of my favourite book, alias grace. she recommended a hostage memoir and 'the gift of fear'. looking her up on youtube this afternoon was shocking; she's an old woman now. none of this feels long ago
[thanks for these visual diary posts btw they're one of my comfort reads fsr]
I am constantly getting time-shocks. I think everything was last week. (glad they are a comfort read - they are comforting to make …)