What a glorious day

Woke this morning hangover free after being ridiculously well-behaved at last night's Fringe artists' party, dished the dirt in my Beat column, then headed off to work at MCV, revelling in the fact that I'm back to being the News Editor after a stressful two weeks as Acting Editor.

Dappled sunlight shone down through the vivid leaves of the elms in the Fitzroy Gardens. The sky was a deep, clear blue. A handsome shirtless lad driving a ute grinned back at me when I smiled at him at the Hoddle Street traffic lights.

I have no committments for the next two nights, and plan to relax, unwind, and start enjoying life again. Ladies and gentlemen, it's officially good to be alive!

Comments

Cade said…
FUCK YER! I am with you Mr Watts.
Today is a stunner and I am rolling in happy vibes.
Good to hear that you are so well.
You did a strapping job on MCV so dont worry about that, I read it every week and there problems from an outsiders perspective.
Enjoy your time out, its so important to take it, as specially when you are as flat out as you seem to be. How the hell do you fit it all in?
Cheers
Broken Left Leg said…
That's just super.
You have a nice day Richard
Sean M Whelan said…
i love this post. Dappled sunlight ALWAYS makes me happy.
x.
smw.

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