Work, sleep, move people in, work, sleep, clean up, work. Yes this has basically been my life since arriving back in Melbourne. It does not feel much like holidays. I had one great night however on the evening of the 1,2/08. I danced for like 7hrs straight at a fantastic trance gig, at a club called Altitude. I went with a friend who uses a frame to walk as she has a muscular degenerative disease but she just loves listening to trance and her favourite DJ, who is a women, came on a 5:00 am.  So we did the all nighter. I kept on thinking of this song that I heard here at Urban Seed written by a guy for his little daughter. A line in it says, “It’s so much fun when I wiggle my bum,    in the air.”

Also Happy Birthday to my delightful Dad. Today is his birthday. Anyone who wants to pray that his 48th year is a year of growth and peace and happiness, then that would be really appreciated. I called Tony (dad) the other day because I was feeling confused and worried and he reminded me that it is not all so terrible and that I can do it. Yeah sometimes I just need simple reminders like that. So for all you beautiful people reading, it is not all so terrible and you can do it.