Changes

After spending a week with HER in MEL, the one thing I know now is that we both have changed. Not to say for better or for worse but changed. I'm certainly not quite the littleblueboy that arrived in HBA in February. And she is not quite the same her that I first knew more than 6 years ago.

Yes, there's a veneer of the old her there, but under that I don't doubt that she's changed. She doesn't yak at me the way that she always had. There are long periods of awkward silence. I think I'm not in love anymore.

As I was leaving her apartment, she asked if I has left anything behind. I said no, but in reality, I left a bottle of Boag's Premium Light in the fridge and, I think, a fair bit of my heart around somewhere.

SHE brought me to the beaches today. Walking along Brighton and St Kilda beaches, it struck me that MEL wasn't quite as nice as Hobart. I still like Hobart. It's less litter, less graffiti in Hobart and I think the people are friendlier. My dislike for big cities continues.