ANZAC Dawn Service

2:30am alarm. Jemma and I arose. 
3:00am met guide group at oxley station.  
Megan hopped on at Sherwood. 
3:15am train to Central. 
Dawn service at post office square. 
Then the guides walked in search of breakfast. First to pancake manor. Then sanchuros. Was so glad they decided to keep moving. Eventually settling on the coffee club. 

Home to an empty house

The wife has gone.
The dog has gone.
The junk has gone.
The furniture is almost gone.
The house is pretty bare.
Even the cat is gone.
The turtle is here.
I'm powerless.
Nobody.
I came home and the pillow and a blanket are gone from the bed I've been using. Obviously not mine but that they just vanish kind of feels disempowering. I'm a nothing.
Alone in the empty house.
Children would play.
People disconnected