The weather has turned cold now. Joel and I have quietly traded our weekly excursions for dinners instead — less wandering, more warm plates and familiar conversations. Perhaps that is what growing older really is: not surrendering adventure, but shrinking it into smaller, gentler rituals that fit inside winter evenings.
What grates on me lately is the endless sight of mobile speed cameras hidden inside parked cars across country Victoria, while the roads themselves decay into patched scars and widening potholes. Entire stretches of country freeway feel abandoned to neglect, dangerous and crumbling year after year. There is something profoundly dispiriting about watching public money funnelled into surveillance while the very roads people depend upon are left to rot beneath their tyres. Each drive becomes a quiet reminder that priorities have drifted far from the lives they were meant to serve.
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