Three days, three flights.

Perth is kind of boring. I drove for awhile today in the rental. I haven't driven on the right side of the road for months now. I will be home in less than a week. Three days, three flights.

While I've been away, one of my cousins died, my father almost had to declare bankruptcy, my brother almost quit his job of six years. As much as the real hasn't been a part of my life for the past couple years, responsibility is looking for me and I guess I'm looking for it.

First, I need to shave and do laundry.

Exclusivity is one of the worst traits a human can have. See you soon.