On tiredness.

Well. It has been quite the couple of weeks.

 

Melbourne is a fantastic city, and I wish I had taken photos.

My grandfather, whom I loved and still love, is now in a beautiful old cemetery.

Working in a cafe is very tiring.

Flying with a cold is bloody awful.

British accents are infectious even when you’re determined to avoid them.

Few things are more valuable than hugs.

 

And I am so, so glad of the mid-semester holidays.

 

 

 

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