tales from an ordinary world

2000-10-24

The kind of day where I need to go take a walk at lunchtime, even if it's almost raining, and even if I only wore that black denim shirt today instead of a real jacket (I can hear myself being told off already). And it's relaxing, and at least while I'm out there's a vague feeling of walking unafraid - something like that. A shop advertises a "beautiful mirror" for $750. I walk along the railway line, past places that make (or once made) polythene bags, some travel agency thing, and a casting studio, and up to Greville Records. Just like every other time, I flick through the Kraut rock section and eye off a few things I'd bought on vinyl 10 years ago and wouldn't mind having on CD one day when I've got infinite money to spend. But I don't buy anything.

Back at work, the inevitability of everything weighs down more heavily on me. I wish I could just disappear. Get me out of here.