Right. The filing is DONE. The study is tidy. I feel in control again. Christmas shopping (bar groceries) is finished and I had a lovely lunch at my favourite crepe place with one of my favourite friends.
I also crossed from Elizabeth St to Flinders St Station at 2.30pm, not 2 hours prior to a madman driving his SUV down Flinders St, ploughing into pedestrians. Someone up there is looking out for me. The number of times I've been in a place right before something happens is spooky.