small fish, big pond

tonight while walking home over the harbour bridge, i fell in love with sydney all over again. this happens quite often -- while storming through Chinatown in search of those perfect egg+chive dumplings or sitting in Rushcutters Bay park on a saturday afternoon with the weekend papers and a chocolate brownie but most often, (and i hate to admit sounding like a gushy tourist) while looking at the harbour. the water and the bridge and those white awnings stretching out into the sky always makes me feel a part of something big. 

it's the same feeling i get every morning while being jammed into a strange man's armpit and being pushed over at Town Hall station, that feeling of being swept away with the rest of society. i love being up with everybody else at the crack of dawn, yawning into our coffees as the train lurches along; and at night, while we all stand bleary eyed and drained as the train taking us home is delayed over and over again. its strange thing to love but there you go...

my listening choice for tonight's walk home was the gorgeous Imogen Heap -- if you haven't heard of her i demand you do so, now! she has a certain sound that is so hard to pinpoint but is simple+pure all at the same time. 

download: speeding cars, hide+seek, headlock, goodnight+go and just for now. 

listen my pretties...