The Thousands

When I grow up, I’m going to find a home in a narrow alley running off a hip, busy street in the western part of the CBD. My joint will be a tiny oasis in the middle of the city’s hustle and bustle, with mismatched retro furniture inside and a cosy garden with lots of dappled sunlight outside.

Every first Wednesday I’ll screen an obscure film and invite all my friends around to watch, although they’ll be dropping by all the time anyway to peruse the book store and clothes swap I’ll have going on (and sponge off my WiFi). I’ll organise some bands to play in my living room every now and then, and get some arty folk to periodically hang their work on the walls. Then, to top it all off, I’ll have someone come in and cook me up not only delicious local, ethical, organic food, but also vegetarian, vegan and raw options for those with eclectic eating habits.

Until then, I’m going to set up residence in Bliss Organic Garden Cafe, because Bliss ticks all of these boxes – and at moment the only ‘rent’ I have to pay is $3.50 for a coffee.