Woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of mum’s MacBook Pro hard drive. It whirred up and did something for a sec and then went back to sleep. Millennials wouldn’t even recognise that sound probably. Turned a corner in my thinking about the protesters from last week. Had been overwhelmed by the grey around who was protesting and what their beef was, but realised today that their number is just a fraction of Victoria and that the vast majority of us are on the same team and working together. All good! Let these drongos carry on a bit if they must. I’m not paying them as much mind anymore. Portable door lock and little storage pouch to hang between the front seats of the car arrived. Work - so much due/overdue/due soon. Bloody hell. Worked early and late, with a walk with mum in the middle. Mum identified this smell down at the track as being the smell of a fox. I’ve smelled that scent before but didn’t know it as fox smell. Not a nice smell. Good to know though. The Oasis fans chat was lit today. Ran the gamut from banter to the solemn and serious. Had a well-deserved yuzu sake booze-free cocktail a 5. Beautiful weather for it. Hopefully get an early start tomorrow and not regret trying to get some sleep now rather than powering through with coffees. M: 6. E: 6. L: 0. 😰😓😐
