The Faithful Were Into It

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I finally got the chance to visit Suncorp Stadium. It’s a great venue that gets LOUD, even at half capacity as it was last night. We were hoping for a better game but the Broncos ran out 50–18 winners after being up 32-0 at halftime. Still, the faithful were into it and pumped up the volume. Onya, Brisbane.

A City That Isn’t Sydney

I’m in Brisbane this week – part mini writer’s retreat, part HDR conference, part holiday. Hoping to finish up a personal essay I’ve been mulling over for about a year now, but I’m also enjoying the opportunity to mill about in a city that isn’t Sydney (and take the new a7ii for a few spins).

Discomfort That I Would Mistake For Lust

Spent a day in Berry over the weekend, which is always a nice break from the pace of the city. The Girl and I always end up discussing what our lives would look like if we lived there. It’s a speed of life that, given my Appalachian upbringing, I could fall into rather easily (like a sofa molded to my body by years of use) but the city has seduced me. I would forever hear her siren song in the distance, creating in me a discomfort that I would mistake for lust. No, I dare not leave her; dare not generate a longing that only an admission of requital would subdue.

The Woods Of Tasmania

Taken in the woods of Tasmania in December. My mind is on the effort ahead as much today as it was that day, though those stairs were easier to conquer than what lies before me now. One step at a time, as they say.