Morning after the night before.

In Uncategorized on April 18, 2010 at 7:50 pm

Hit Wellington hard last night, see previous post for details, woke up early, working off five hours sleep to return the hire car. And I’m supposed to be going out on a three hour ride this afternoon, then drinks and dinner with leslie an old university bodkin.

I’m recovering with a breakfast at ernesto on Cuba st, and it’s good, hitting exactly the right spot, the music’s low enough to be almost subliminal but I won’t hold that against it. The suns shining bright outside and there’s flesh on display and I could get used to this cafe living. This indoor/outdoor existence where the sun makes a substantial appearance in the calendar, and sunglasses are a must have rather than a fashion accessory.

There are lots of mothers and twentysomethim daughters out, getting coffee and I wonder where the fathers and sons are.

I think I’ve managed to get the headache under control, and the rooms kinda stop spinning when I close my eyes.

I’ve read back what I wrote the night before and I considered toning it down, tweaking it, editing it slightly. But live by the notes on the iphone, die by the notes on the iphone. Record your thoughts at the time, and don’t regret a one of them. It’s what I thought and they are the honest thoughts, of an angry denied hip hop boy. Sometimes you’ve just got to take what your given, unless your drunk and want more before you go to bed.

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