on the run

heading east tomorrow night.
a few good weeks of guitar-ing, market-ing and making own clothes (ing). i can't wait to see my sisters, and their kids, and to hang out in newtown, and to catch the train up to newcastle, and catch the train back down, and go have coffee in haberfield and go out at night with melissa.
and take photos and
write poems and

paint pictures and

i should probably get ready for the gig, have some dinner and stuff.

-j