My early evening is so far way better than my late afternoon was. My melancholic mood has lifted a tad. It's warmer than I expected, there's not even a faint breeze, nor hardly a sound.
I sat outside grilling fillets, then smothered them in pepper sauce.
Now we're on our way to an 8pm show of Mao's Last Dancer in Rosebank. It's a perfect spring evening in Johannesburg.
I'm looking forward to a tall box of popcorn.
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