Sitting Under A Tree, January 28, 2019

On Sunday night two girls stole my bag from where I was flyering for my show in Yagan Square, it had all of my notebooks, diary, wallet, jumper, phone charger and headphones in it. It also had my cards that I needed to do the show. The experience really fucked me up for a minute, if I'm honest, although I am feeling a bit better now, so it can't have been that bad. I have a lot of anger about it, and as much as I would like to, I don't forgive them, which is shitty, because I've done some pretty brutal stuff in my life too. Anyway, here's me talking about all that.