Newstead/Teneriffe walk in Adventures in paradise

I went for a nice walk today. Not just a walk, but a pretty hefty one. I didn’t realise how far my walk was until I realised I’d walked all the way via Teneriffe to New Farm. I’d done via Newstead (the old suburb I used to live years ago now).

It was just nice to get out of the house, you know. I spend far too much time indoors and being a night-worker, I miss a lot of the daylight hours, so my state of mind was to make the most of the final daylight hours of the day and go for a walk, so I did.

It was lovely. I realised how long it had been since I’d done something just as simple as that was. I mean, I walk a lot, but usually always for a reason - to go to work, back from work, gym etc. But this time I didn’t have to be anywhere. I enjoyed the sites and it was good to look around at the scenery and the people around me.

Because it was late afternoon/evening, there were a lot of people out jogging, especially as I neared the river when I decided not to walk any further than Newstead. I checked out the new estate there, and it’s definitely going to be a really happening area in a few years I think. There were a few shops including a Nando’s/Subway etc which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. Naturally, no-one was in them. A staff member seemed to be actually sitting outside the front of the store, bored out of his mind. The shops were open and happening however. Maybe it got busy later?
Or maybe they’ve just opened earlier to set themselves up for when the developments are built. It just confused me a little I guess.

I didn’t walk in any venues though, as tempting as the wafting smell of the many restaurants I passed on the way was. Just walked and sat down by the wharves for a little while.

The new Riverwalk opens this weekend. It’s also the weekend of Pride. Ideally I’d love to wake up early enough to attend both of these, but I should probably be realistic. I know what I’m like.

Sleep is weird for me. I don’t necessarily have trouble falling asleep. It’s more that I hate going to sleep, and I hate getting out of bed. There’s no in-between. If I didn’t have to sleep, I wouldn’t.
Unfortunately I’ve been given the body of a guy who’s eyebag’s pretty much explode from my face if I don’t get enough sleep. I also get easily agitated. I’ve been known to treat people like shit if they get between me and my sleep when I need it. But I hate it. I feel like I’m wasting time when I sleep.
But sleep isn’t all bad. It refreshes me in many ways, especially when I’ve been having those days where I’m over-thinking everything, which happens too often. Sleep allows my mind to shut off and wonder elsewhere in dreamland. Which I am thankful for. Also, whenever I’m feeling down, after a decent sleep, I will feel like I can live again.
So yeah, it’s a strange thing for me.

But the walk today was nice. It exhausted me. I must have walked around what felt like 10km? I should have used an app to measure how far I walked, like runkeeper. I think I have that somewhere in my phone.

I only really took one snappy though.

I did take a selfie, but I look disgusting in it haha. I really need to put some colour in my hair again. It’s so lame this rat-brown colour.

I’ve just been going over to Vish and James’ lately. James went to Sydney yesterday and I was still awake, so I decided to go along with Vish in dropping him off at the airport. That night I was at their place again, watching more episodes of ‘Queer As Folk’. Even though I have both versions on DVD, it’s been years since I’ve watched that show, so it’s kind of nice to be re-watching them. If it wasn’t for that show on late night SBS TV growing up, I don’t know how I would have handled life as a growing teenager. Out in the countryside, I really felt like I was the only one.

Only problem with walking so much today is it’s my gym day and I should be there, but I dunno if I’d be very productive!