coffee with H. at pelligrini's sitting on the tall bar stool looking at my reflections in the well-known long mirror
gertrude street- grilled veg on toasted poppy seed& sesame bread. beautiful culinary bookshop in a high ceiling victorian terrace.
met F., board game in starbucks, full of light and empty of ppl early in the morning. noticed that he hardly ever smiles.
walked the city last night with D., kissing in the middle of the beautifully lit fountain. spicy noodle cafe and asian desert. he made me cry, but with happiness.
rediscovering the joys of being alone, being myself. it is beautiful.