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In 2012 I kept a journal on a deck of playing cards. I went from Bolivia to Adelaide, and then left on my own on a bus to Melbourne to be a comedian. I fell in love and screwed it up several times, and made more bad decisions than I care to remember, which is a bummer, because I've forced myself to. That's what this is.
Saturday, June 30, 2018
Day 17 - April 7th
Day 17 - April 7th
Brilliant day @ Claire races & that night I was truly happy with Mélanie and great friends
Remember the good times
Forget the bad
I was two halves of one person on that day at the Claire Races, one half of me was drinking with my friends and my girlfriend, laughing, enjoying myself. The other half was somewhere else, fixating, sneaking off to the toilets to message Grace, losing control.
That night we built a campfire in the dirt in front of the house and burnt wood we found at the bottom of the paddock next to the river. We were loud and drunk and singing. Mélanie and I slept together in a single bed in the smallest bedroom, the weekend was a hit.
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