fool

so yesterday instead of my daily swim i dragged my sorry self into town to the doctor. i need injections i say. you sure do. i walk to the chemist in the very hot sun, pay $150 walk back to doctor wait with sick people to get injected in each arm and then in the leg. i say thank you good doctor. that fuckin hurt. walk out pay $50 then faint.. yep. despite my all round well-documented toughness i faint..

that's a great idea dell. why walk down the hill to a secluded river with many choices of spa's, waterfalls,swimming holes and warm rocks, shady spots to occupy you when you could go into your favourite* goddamn small town to pay large sums of money for pain and suffering & the embarrassment of fainting because of a needle....

yes my arm is sore, yes my whole body aches... i think it's typhoid.... & what is that anyway? true, i don't want to know.

yes it's really happening, the rumours weren't true, i didn't create an elaborate ruse (berlin) to leave melbourne for sunny queensland.

i really am leaving the country. it just takes me a little longer to do everything here. can't think, must go for a swim... can't make life decisions, must stare at nice hills... can't even focus on my reason for being here... swim more...

anyway i'm leaving. april 8th. hongkong, macau...then dunno...

maybe the mist will clear when i leave here.. yes. despite relentless perfect weather [since cyclone] abundance of freshwater to myself, disturbingly bright tropical surroundings, extremely healthy living [totally over-rated], a grey mist has descended and i have got the blues. also a severe case of nobraino... [technical medical term]

but then the end is in sight. maybe my brain will return, for the greater good of me, if no-one else.... actually i might be better of without it??? i've been quite happy these last two years...

whatever. so if you want to send me anything, don't wait any longer! the postal service to the bastard end of the country is decidedly dodgy..

HA HA HA.. thanks kylee for parcel! see you soon...