there are several jobs you ought to do but you’re not doing them, perhaps because you are waiting for winter, meaning it’s autumn.

in the southern hemisphere you wouldn’t be waiting for winter because winter doesn’t exist, or only in tasmania. on the mainland, it’s less hot for a while and then it’s summer again. you probably don’t even bother putting away your shorts and thongs — or if you’re a fair dinkum aussie you wear them all year round.

here it is the greyest of grey and pissing down with rain but today it will become 24. it’s the very last one of the dog days. tomorrow will be 14 and sunday 11 — so ‘they’ say, but ‘they’ say a lot of things, they never stop saying things, have you noticed? even when thousands of people just living their lives and doing their thing, are killed within the space of a few days, not by a natural disaster, an act of god, but by other humans, and they should just shut the fuck up and think, or not think, about living in a world where human beings feel so powerless and/or afraid that they kill other human beings, still they continue to say things. and perhaps that is why you are not doing the jobs you ought to do. why add up numbers to see if the number they add up to is more or less than the number another bunch of numbers added up to the month before?