Cara is back.

LOOP TIME.

or

ONE YEAR LATER:

"A clean slate."

Cara came back from the continent. She simply appeared beside the bar at the cafe on Saturday morning, browned by some far away summer. I nearly ignored her for a sink of dirty dishes. Has it really been a year? Feels like only a couple of weeks and a 1/2... REALLY?!.

We saw Snakes on a Plane, ( not at Nova because it turns out it was never playing there). I thought it was dull. It didn't seem to make much sense really and could have ended after the first snake bite. Cara fell asleep. Jetlag. But it was good to drag the boys to Ruebebelons and alienate everyone by talking Literature, Philosophy and Communications; revisiting the undergraduate wankers within us.

It's been eight months of me following Luke around. Eveyday I wake-up in the bottom of an even deeper and darker well of love and there's no ladder to climb out, and I think I'll just stay down here for a while.

Kim (Luke's Kim) says time runs in a loop. The same things happen over and over again in a pattern that's not entirely unpredictable. He also says that eveything that is going to happen already has and is.

My boss cleared the blackboard wrote "A clean slate" in big chalk letters where the wine list used to be. I stared at it for nearly an hour when it got quiet, trying to draw a significant parrallel and apply meaning from those words to anything in my own life at all... but I am glad for everything...Well isn't that nice?