From Bundeena in the Royal National Park to UTS Broadway on a sunny Spring morning. Departure time: 8.45. It is a rather long journey to get to uni, a pleasant journey too should I say; it is a bit like packing up my ideas into a suitcase, getting in the car, driving through one of the oldest National Parks in the world to reach Sutherland, a rather ugly suburb of Sydney South and a harsh contrast to the National Park. Quickly I park the car in a 2 hour spot, hoping not to get booked as the unlimited time parking spots are too far away from the station, a policy that is supposed to encourage people to use public transport more often. I will be late anyway, I have already missed the train that would have taken me to Central by 10am if it was running on time, but as for most Sydney trains, it will be late. Next time, I will have to leave Bundeena at 8 am. Valerie
I had a wish-fulfillment dream about presenting my father with a penis-baby substitute. The dream was fuelled by my repressed anger at being castrated before my memory began. I envy those with a penis, and wish only for that of my fathers, though I know it wrong to have such desires. I think I'll have to kill my mother fairly soon.
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From Bundeena in the Royal National Park to UTS Broadway on a sunny Spring morning. Departure time: 8.45.
It is a rather long journey to get to uni, a pleasant journey too should I say; it is a bit like packing up my ideas into a suitcase, getting in the car, driving through one of the oldest National Parks in the world to reach Sutherland, a rather ugly suburb of Sydney South and a harsh contrast to the National Park. Quickly I park the car in a 2 hour spot, hoping not to get booked as the unlimited time parking spots are too far away from the station, a policy that is supposed to encourage people to use public transport more often. I will be late anyway, I have already missed the train that would have taken me to Central by 10am if it was running on time, but as for most Sydney trains, it will be late. Next time, I will have to leave Bundeena at 8 am.
Valerie
I had a wish-fulfillment dream about presenting my father with a penis-baby substitute. The dream was fuelled by my repressed anger at being castrated before my memory began. I envy those with a penis, and wish only for that of my fathers, though I know it wrong to have such desires. I think I'll have to kill my mother fairly soon.
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