good weekends

sometimes you have really good weekends.  like, not just a good day on the weekend, but the whole thing, from friday afternoon to sunday evening.  good.  all good.  i just had one.  walking through my sunlit neighbourhood taking photos of all the great graffitti murals around here on the way to catch up with old friends for beers at old hang-outs.  watching clever friends launch their clever album at a local venue with everyone you know in attendance.  impromptu after-party at a friends house, the sort where at some point the house is all of sudden packed and you look at your friend and go ‘who ARE these people?’ and then laugh.  It was a weekend that saw a saturday rehearsal spent singing and dancing in preparation for a getaway festival next week.  it saw me venture to the north shore (!) where it took no less than THREE trips over the harbour bridge before i actually didn’t miss my exit. made up for by an evening spent over there with some wine and a view of the ocean.  sunday was about sunshine, going to the pool with my boy and basking in summer glory.  good weekend, i say.  good weekend.

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