Cranky tired and stressed unusually. Good sleep, breakfast peacefully at the quarry, shower up the road a bit, then into town already tired.
People everywhere. Traffic jams, stalls in carparks, huge speakers playing music loudly.
Town is extraordinary unpleasant. Had to flee First to the upstream spot – I should have stayed there. Town for dinner, but couldn’t get water anywhere there.
Now down at Moruya Heads in summer heat, had a tailgater all the way. Just so unnecessary.
I’d like to go to the rest area to paint, but certain the creep will be burrowed into it sending out foul vibes. He’s ruined that place.
Police, lots of them, came late last afternoon attending a disturbed woman who’d set in with a caravan in the top section. So no staying in that area until she’s gone, when I can have a break from the creep.
I need a good night’s sleep, but haven’t woken fresh in twenty years so not expecting anything of the sort now.
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