5am i'm driving down the highway at dawn watching the beautiful skies, in a big country right? australia is huge, the skies and the oceans wide, i'm digging my thoughts, like a zen reflection slowly i'm at peace, it happened without thinking, total zen, i have to stop on my way as i have an appointment to read someones cards, i've been doing a few lately, getting paid to, how did that happen, fucked if i know. but then i do, something is guiding me, it's a good thing, i like this current, it's a great one, i'm surfing it all the way, and i'm not going to wipe out until i do.
the reading is good, its accurate and above all offers a healthy positive outlook. you gotta be brave to have your cards read by me, and i gotta feel the spirit, today it was strong.
later i get to work and get my friends up and awake, we blitz some domestic stuff and then it's off down to the market, it's been a while since i been there but i figure today is a good day for a market and we can all get a decent coffee there. 
i'm singing songs, elvis, the beatles, stones, bowie and they guess the band. easy, these guys have a keen interest in music, they are laughing so i know it's going to be a good day. laughter is very important, laughter expels negative energies, but i digress...
we shift it down the roads of northern sydney until i get to the markets, it's packed, swarming. we wander around, meeting people, tasting their wares, indulging our senses. these markets have a good feel, everyone is in a great mood, there's a lot of joy hanging in the air, the girls all look beautiful, it's a day for flowers, sunglasses and a smile.
i get everyone a coffee, they are loving it, a real coffee not instant nescafe, a real blended organic coffee made with love. we jump in the van for the shopping mall as one of the people i work for has a thing about 'uncle petes toy world' he loves buying caps from there and i seem to be the only person who would take him, he's a real eccentric, and also a gentleman despite his obsession for cap guns, we wander around the shop and he stops at an airfix model of a plane, and i ask him if he has ever built one because i have not seen him ever take and interest in these things before. 'yeah i used to build them,' he says.
now this is gold, a little bit of information you need to move forwards, i take a mental note of this, because this is a window. we get two boxes of caps and i say, 'no shooting your housemates, no shooting me, no shooting the cat. anything else is fine.'
i take the others to the book shop where they look at their interests, one looks at a picture book of sydney, old sepia photographs from a time gone by and a guide book on new zealand. i know one of these chaps lives in the past and fears the future, and the other is learning to overcome his fear of his past and embrace a future, one day he will travel overseas and see the world but that's going to take a few years. 
we drive north, back to my past into tiny avalon, where i buy everyone an ice cream. we sit in the sunshine and a few people say hello to me, but i'm miles away, we drive home and everyones happy, big day, lots of opening up, on the way home i hear about issues they have, it's incredible as some are quite deep rooted, they have been obscured yet they open up and share this stuff with me today, defences down, energy force fields depleted by ice cream and naturally induced joy, hard day at the office, fuck no!