shack

Date: 4/19/2016

We lived in Bill Murray's shack for a while, he hid our sunglasses and slippers. Around the shack were supermarket isles, but most of it melded into a trailer park but instead of trailers, weatherboard houses like Geelong West. Jen and I did workshops during the days spent there, the sunglasses and slippers always on the back of my mind. On the day we were leaving we couldn't find our stuff, Bill Murray moved the sunglasses to the isle with tools and hung them up there, Jen said it was so obvious, I didn't get it. I was more worried I couldn't find my slippers. Knocking on other weatherboard shacks around us, someone yelled back, it was a vague reflection of a man and there was a woman - both in pyjamas and singlets/bra - but we didn't know them. I felt they may know where my slippers are, Jen said go on. But I backed away. I went to see Bill Murray, he was in a wooden shack work shopping with this hippie-like blonde, she was hot. I was trying to check her out as I spoke with Bill but she never turned around, I don't think she was interested. Bill Murray said he left them around here somewhere - he was like a mentor - then I woke up.