It's one of those mornings where everything takes forever. Today all we needed was a computer and some Cd's to copy our files, yet where there was one there wasn't the other. Now after dashing through an overcrowded Woolworths to a warm slightly sweaty smelling car we have what we need. We're driving around windy steep suburban roads, I'm feeling increasingly anxious over lost time. The sunlight's reflecting all the objects on my dash, confusing our already confused route. We don't converse, just swap directions over the roaring of the engine struggling up and down hills.
