Cold windy Canberra. Good sleep. Woke refreshed at midnight, but drifted off with terrible radio going. Woke again at 5.15 AM and jumped straight into action. Didn’t want to get hassled or fined.
Drove to the jetty for the coffee I’d made while packing up, then to Kings Park where, again for a morning I am still.
Flags fluttering at Kings.
8.38 AM
Well, what the hell to do. I feel like I’m burning up my options in Canberra. Can’t concoct more bullshit legitimate excuses to shower and to sleep.
Don’t want to go to the coast yet. Don’t want to travel either and burn up expensive petrol.
Being a fugitive is horrible.
Where now too?
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