Buggered if I know which way is up now, came to Sydney to find my creative centre, to bleed ink and love family. All now it seems flushed down the proverbial toilet.
I've now found myself responsible for a job, I'm not interested in, not qualified to do, not capable of - and quite frankly don't give or care squat about. .... you tell me how does this happen ...???
...and after almost two years I still can't even let my poor cats out into the garden ... the only thing I asked for was help with a fence..... *sigh* families ....
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