Journal: Breath in -------------------------------------------
Mood: Too much at once...
He turned and made his way back down the pathway. Here was a crack, there a rock missing, dead patches of grass all along the pathway. Neglected. The house looked even worse. The porch looked like an accident that was waiting to happen. The steps creaked more than it should, the poles were loose… More than once Lee-Anne stumbled over an exposed nail. Once she almost fell all the way down the stairs. Luckily she got hold of the railing that, thank God, did not topple down the stairs with her. Michael opened the swing door, if you could still call it that; it was hanging by one hinge only. He closed the front door with a bit of effort. The untreated wooden door got wet at the bottom when there was a flood in the neighbourhood. The door was now a bit too big for the frame. No time to get a new one. Mostly no desire.
Inside, the house was alive and inviting.
Happy New Years to you too... I just spent all of today pretty much sleeping in lol. Ended up swimming after midnight with this buxom blonde... New Years kisses under the moonlight... totally random lol.
And yeah, Jesus sandals... otherwise called thongs in Aussie, I think. But f.uck those Aussies lol.
I split up with my gf about a month ago... after 6 months. It's a perfect time to either be together for ages or to split up right there and then. We took the latter option lol... we're still in contact though, which is nice. But then, I've only ever had one gf where it went bad...
I'm off to a barbecue soon... I can smell those steaks already lol.