I have a podcast where I talk, usually to myself, for around half an hour about whatever’s been on my mind that week. It’s called Sitting Under A Tree because the first time I recorded it was when I was in Sydney in January 2017. I’d gone to Sydney to hang out with an old flame, but just before I’d boarded the plane from Melbourne she told me she’d just started seeing someone, so I went there, had an awful time for a few days, and then went home.
On the last day I really just wanted to talk to someone, but didn’t know anyone in the city, so I went out with my phone, sat under a tree in a nearby park, and talked about the few days I’d had there, into the phone, by myself. It was the first place I could find where I felt comfortable talking to myself without anyone overhearing me, and that’s the place I record the podcast every week. Not the tree, just any place I feel comfortable talking to myself. It’d be crazy if I went back to Sydney every week to record a podcast, I’m not an moron.