Hmm, my posting on here has become rather... sporadic. However, I had a pretty good weekend, and I can write about it, and I want to write about it, so I probably should write about it now.
Ok, so the background is as so. Jess was coming to Leeton for the weekend to see my grandmother for her 70th and to go to a 21st, so she decided to swing by and pick me up on the Thursday. This account goes from Thursday evening to the present.
Thursdays trip home was interesting. Jessica makes unbelievable time with that car of hers, moving almost suspiciously quickly for someone I couldn't catch speeding for a second. Still, I had to endure a few cigarette flavoured moments during that trip which wasn't my favourite moment of the weekend, but I can deal I guess. We got back to Leeton early, bought chocolates and smokes (great combination) and went and saw Nan. It was nice to get to actually see her on her birthday. After that, we went into town to find some food and managed to get fish chips for dinner. The lady at the store was really nice and gave us tonnes of free stuff because she was about to close. I was really happy about that. Unfortunately, it wasn't very good. Still, it was a nice night. We both retired early.
Friday was kinda fun-filled. I got up heaps early for a haircut and went into town. There seems to be little pulses of life creeping thier way back into my hometown and I'm thankful for it. Perhaps the rain helped to wash away a lot of the negativity which was drowning the place. I'm sure I've read somewhere that it can have that effect. Still, it had a nicer atmosphere than last time. Haircut polished off, I travelled back home to my usual morning hangout for breakfast, the Gralee store, only to find that it's closing permanently in two weeks. That was a big blow. That store has been around for my entire life, and I've grown up with it's wares. Every day we bought our bread and milk from there, and I would always get lollies and ice creams there as a kid.
I struggled with some memories of the place for a while, managed to connect to a very strong sense memory in the place, an ability that is getting stronger and stronger for me. It took a long time to leave that store.
Headed home after about two hours up the street and at the store and my dear sweet cousin was still snoring. So I managed to get fed and have a great convo with Nan before she finally unearthed with a charming fifteen hours sleep. Still, we travelled over to Narranderra later in the day, and I was unceremoniously dumped in the park (not entirely true, but creative embellishment is a wonderful thing) for about an hour while Jess went off to visit a sick friend. We then visited reles for the rest of the day and headed home for our first of two birthday dinners.
The Friday dinner was the low-point of my weekend. The food was fantastic, but I spent the entire night playing punching bag for my family as they enjoyed several jokes at my expense. To further that, they then immersed themselves in some of the most horribly racial conversations while we struggled over an ill-prepared birthday cake. Jess and I left early and I had another early night in total disgust.
Saturday picked things up considerably. I spent the most of the day with Iain, as Jess had to study for some impronouncable exam. I had a great day with Iain and bade him farewell to prepare for the second dinner of my weekend.
Saturdays dinner was equal top for my weekend. I prefer family friends over family one hundred percent of the time, and I was not dissapointed by the dinner that we had. I was entertained by the two Carter girls for the evening in various ways and really enjoyed myself. We went to the Soldiers club after dinner for some gambling, and I was once again inundated by smoke. I did however have a great time putting $3 through the pokies and winning absolutely nothing. In other news, I did manage to see an old school friend who is getting married and actually managed to be nice to her, a feat that Victoria picked up on and commented on how fake it was. Made me laugh that did.
Still after a night of music critiquing, bad gambling and lots of smoke, I travelled home feeling like my weekend was done. Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong.
I was treated to a nearly spiritual experiance upon my arrival home and managed to lose almost six hours quite happily. Interesting evening it was, to be perfectly honest. I'm just looking forward to the end of the year, in so many ways.
Still, I returned home in the early morning, with far less sleep than everyone seemed to think I'd had and am now sitting here with a stupid grin on my face, despite the horrible cold. Nell's just posted and I'm lazy, so I'ma find a quote and sign off.
"When making a decision of minor importance, I have always found it advantageous to consider all the pros and cons. In vital matters, however, such as the choice of a mate or a profession, the decision should come from the unconscious, from somewhere within ourselves. In the important decisions of personal life, we should be governed, I think, by the deep inner needs of our nature."
-Sigmund Freud
FallenPhoenix
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Ritual of Rebirth: The Chocolate Score
Okey dokey folkies. It's been a long while since I've posted on here and as usual it's not for lack of anything to write about. Quite the contrary actually, I've been that bloody busy with work, uni and other, that I've been too busy to write it all down. Now, as a result I'm going to miss about half of the stuff thats happened since the last time that I posted here purely because I don't have any way to remember everything. In any case, I will endeavour to try to include as much as I can muster. Here goes.
Since my last post one of the major things that I can say has changed is that we lost one housemate and gained another. Ned moved on shortly after I returned from Queensland and was replaced by Christian. The energy in the house has changed and it's something that everyone involved is still sort of getting used to. Hopefully we'll all find a happy medium soon enough and things will start to feel a little less strained. Time will tell.
Wrok has been progressing frightfully quickly and frightfully often. I bitched at my boss one to many times at my last staff meeting about how our inventorying system was stupid and have been given the task of doing the inventory for the entire bloody store. I really put my foot in it with that one, because it means that I get a permanent shift every sunday forever. I'm working on having that moved so that it doesn't bar me from ever returning home, but I can't hold my breath. Bossman seemed entirely pleased at the dismay on my face when he announced that, so I don't think it's going to be going anywhere soon.
University proceeds smoothly, although a new opportunity presented by one of my new lecturers this term has seen a slight change in focus for me. I've always been interested in studying psychology as part of my studies of education, but it was recently bought to my attention that education is now a focal point for the science of psychology itself. Furthermore, the growing field of Educational Psychology is becoming increasingly needed in the Australian Educational climate. If that didn't sell me, nothing else would have. With a slight change of focus, I'll be cramming in as many psych subjects as I can physically muster with the last part of my degree, finishing with a Bachelor of Arts/Bachelor of Teaching. After that, I'm aiming to do an honours year in Psychology and then study Psych in the workforce for two years before becoming a qualified Educational Psychologist. It's the dream for the moment and it's so very possible. So qualified. ^^
Anyways. Onto economics. Due to the new set up in the house, I recently reached out with the money that I have to buy myself yet another computer, bringing the total that I own to three (and the total that I have financed over the last 12 months to three, though not the same three). My new computer is literally shiny and wonderful with it's wonderfulness. I wub it so. Hmmm, that reminds me, it's very silent in here. Musik plez!!
Lastly for the moment, I went and actually auditioned for Australian Idol this year. They decided to go to Wagga and I am pleased to say that I decided to audition. Pleased in one sense anyway. Of course I didn't get in, but the atmosphere on the day was amazing. There was so much talent and so much music everywhere. On the day, three people got through that I saw and I was about halfway through. There was a lot of waiting, as is the usual for the competiton. I got to see Dicko off camera, and he's not nearly as scary as people seem to think. Nell got hugged and massaged by Ronald McDonald. And not just any Ronald, it was THE Ronald McDonald. The one from the ads. She and Ronald are an item now, he even asked her out. Oh, Nell, darling, I do have photo evidence of the whole thing as well. Bwahahaha!
Anyways, for now, I'm spending Easter alone. It's becoming a nasty habit. This is the first year that I've missed both Christmas and Easter with the family. I feel a big gap growing between myself and my family. Not my grandmother obviously, but everyone else. It's hard to explain to someone who doesn't honestly know my family well, because it usually appear as if I'm on the outside of my family looking in, and thats often correct. But my connection with any of them, even James and Jess, has been wearing thin. I think in part that it's my doing, and I think I know why as well, but it's something I'm going to have to internally explore before I discuss in too much length here.
My easter wish this year is that every gets in contact with one family member that they used to be close to once upon a time and just see how they are going. Off you go now folks, I'm about to do the same.
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past--
For years fleet away with the wings of the dove--
The dearest remembrance will still be the last,
Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
-George Gordon Byron
FallenPhoenix
Since my last post one of the major things that I can say has changed is that we lost one housemate and gained another. Ned moved on shortly after I returned from Queensland and was replaced by Christian. The energy in the house has changed and it's something that everyone involved is still sort of getting used to. Hopefully we'll all find a happy medium soon enough and things will start to feel a little less strained. Time will tell.
Wrok has been progressing frightfully quickly and frightfully often. I bitched at my boss one to many times at my last staff meeting about how our inventorying system was stupid and have been given the task of doing the inventory for the entire bloody store. I really put my foot in it with that one, because it means that I get a permanent shift every sunday forever. I'm working on having that moved so that it doesn't bar me from ever returning home, but I can't hold my breath. Bossman seemed entirely pleased at the dismay on my face when he announced that, so I don't think it's going to be going anywhere soon.
University proceeds smoothly, although a new opportunity presented by one of my new lecturers this term has seen a slight change in focus for me. I've always been interested in studying psychology as part of my studies of education, but it was recently bought to my attention that education is now a focal point for the science of psychology itself. Furthermore, the growing field of Educational Psychology is becoming increasingly needed in the Australian Educational climate. If that didn't sell me, nothing else would have. With a slight change of focus, I'll be cramming in as many psych subjects as I can physically muster with the last part of my degree, finishing with a Bachelor of Arts/Bachelor of Teaching. After that, I'm aiming to do an honours year in Psychology and then study Psych in the workforce for two years before becoming a qualified Educational Psychologist. It's the dream for the moment and it's so very possible. So qualified. ^^
Anyways. Onto economics. Due to the new set up in the house, I recently reached out with the money that I have to buy myself yet another computer, bringing the total that I own to three (and the total that I have financed over the last 12 months to three, though not the same three). My new computer is literally shiny and wonderful with it's wonderfulness. I wub it so. Hmmm, that reminds me, it's very silent in here. Musik plez!!
Lastly for the moment, I went and actually auditioned for Australian Idol this year. They decided to go to Wagga and I am pleased to say that I decided to audition. Pleased in one sense anyway. Of course I didn't get in, but the atmosphere on the day was amazing. There was so much talent and so much music everywhere. On the day, three people got through that I saw and I was about halfway through. There was a lot of waiting, as is the usual for the competiton. I got to see Dicko off camera, and he's not nearly as scary as people seem to think. Nell got hugged and massaged by Ronald McDonald. And not just any Ronald, it was THE Ronald McDonald. The one from the ads. She and Ronald are an item now, he even asked her out. Oh, Nell, darling, I do have photo evidence of the whole thing as well. Bwahahaha!
Anyways, for now, I'm spending Easter alone. It's becoming a nasty habit. This is the first year that I've missed both Christmas and Easter with the family. I feel a big gap growing between myself and my family. Not my grandmother obviously, but everyone else. It's hard to explain to someone who doesn't honestly know my family well, because it usually appear as if I'm on the outside of my family looking in, and thats often correct. But my connection with any of them, even James and Jess, has been wearing thin. I think in part that it's my doing, and I think I know why as well, but it's something I'm going to have to internally explore before I discuss in too much length here.
My easter wish this year is that every gets in contact with one family member that they used to be close to once upon a time and just see how they are going. Off you go now folks, I'm about to do the same.
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past--
For years fleet away with the wings of the dove--
The dearest remembrance will still be the last,
Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
-George Gordon Byron
FallenPhoenix
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Annex of Gold: Truth in the Sea
Well I sit here in the Gold Coast terminal on Lynelle’s laptop, trying to type and listen to music at the same time so that I can get a post typed out before I actually leave the sunshine state. I think I’ve really managed to enjoy myself for the first time in a long time. This holiday was one that I needed to go on, and one that I think I’ve really enjoyed I think. The first few days were a little laborious, having to basically babysit two elderly women as we wandered around the Goldcoast, but I believe that I managed to savage a portion of my independence on the last couple of days that I was here and got some really quality time alone with myself.
The day that we got here it was raining, and I found myself thinking that this was pretty much typical of my luck. I figured that I got myself up here to the Gold Coast only to see the rain that we were so desperate for up home. The resort actually looked a lot different to what I expected it to, and was really nice, which figured, because I figured that with it raining the entire time I was going to miss out on it. I saw that the surf was less than a minutes walk from my room and I think that only sort of bought the depressing reality home. I was crammed into a fairly small room with two middle aged women, one who was probably slightly under my intelligence and the other was nearing dotage and this was not going to turn out well.
We arrived late on the Monday and as night fell we were caught in a massive tropical rainstorm, one which washed through the entire Gold Coast. During that storm, I felt a lot of the negativity of the trip leave me, being washed away with more rain than I’d seen in a long time. I think that was when I realized that this trip had a spin on it that I was as yet unaware of.
The next day we caught up with one of my grandmothers friends friends, another elderly woman who when I first saw her just looked like an ultra-modern version of my grandmother. I wrote her off almost immediately because we had been window shopping for an eternity in the largest shopping complex in the southern hemisphere. I wasn’t in the mood for another old woman. The day continued with little interest, looking in a variety of shops that were far too expensive to even consider. I believe by the end of the day I was about ready to pawn my legs to the Russians for a few dollars.
On the trip home, the new lady surprised me by commenting out of the blue that Mercury was in retrograde this week and she had managed to stuff up some tickets because her organizational skills were out as a result. She then proceeded to give my grandmother a run down on the elemental houses of astrology, something that rattled me a bit. This was yet another sign that my holiday had a purpose, but another one that I completely ignored.
Wednesday saw a trip to one of the theme parks of the Gold Coast, Sea World. Theme parks are a lot of fun when your not babysitting older people and that became an issue as all they wanted to do was look at the shops and the occasional show. I don’t think I did much more during that day other than follow around two old ladies who really couldn’t have been bothered doing too much of anything.
Thursday bought financial independence, and what a difference that made. I was pleased with the fact that I had some money to my name, but this was marred by the fact that we were taken to Movie World by the new lady again. She gave me a really interesting lecture on the state of the Solar System at the moment and seemed really surprised when I expressed interest and knowledge in what she was talking about. I found out at that stage that she was a lecturer on Astrology at Griffith University here on Main Beach, and was extremely knowledgeable on these things.
Movie World sucked so hard, everything was closed, but I had a decent time. The one ride that was open was extremely deceptive, and was an indoor rollercoaster which took you through dark passages with rave lights, it was really quite impressive. My grandmother nearly got attacked by this Lebanese dude who wanted to pick a fight and the new lady mouthed off at him for being rude. I got there just before there was a major altercation and luckily for me he was kind weedy and backed off. It wouldn’t have mattered I swear, if he had lifted a hand like it looked like he was going to, I’d probably be in jail right now.
Thursday night marked the beginning of my holiday. We went over to Joanne’s parents place for afternoon tea and I was pleased to find that Jo’s dad was probably the most intelligent man that I had encountered in a long time. We talked for about an hour while the ladies did their thing and covered all the topics under the sun. Apparently he hadn’t had so good a talk for a long time and was pleased that I could keep up with him, which made me laugh a little. It was good.
Thursday night, when we got back to the resort, I had this insatiable urge to go to the beach. The sun hadn’t quite gone down and although my grandmother said that she wanted to go with, she chose not to. I spent almost an hour down by the beach, just hanging with myself and taking some really lovely photos. I also managed to get some Krispy Kreme donuts to eat and made a really lovely call to Jassi, which was oh so much fun. Unfortunately for him, the couple of donuts that I saved were found later by a hungry bunch of older people.
The next day was really good, Friday, my last day on the coast. We had a lovely breakfast at the resort and then went into town. I had a number of plans for the town trip but Nan quashed them all and made me stay with them so that they wouldn’t get lost. Luckily for me, she let me stay in town, when, after an hour, they both decided that there was little there for them to do. I got to do a bit of my own brand of window shopping, and went to a museum and the beach. It was really nice. Independence is a wonderful thing.
As soon as I got home I managed to convince them that I needed to get to the beach and even though it was really stormy, off to the beach I went. It was amazing. I spent almost three hours up in the foot hills between the beach and the resort on a profoundly internal journey that was instigated by a single black crow, which kept leading me down twisting paths in the sand dropping feathers that were far too old to be it’s own. A moving ceremony on the beach after this ordeal made the entire trip worthwhile and I waved a lot of things goodbye. I returned to the room tired and fulfilled.
Unfortunately, I made a blunder, we were going out to dinner Friday night with my grandmothers friends family. The blunder stemmed from the fact that out on that quest on the beach, I had completely written off my shoes. I had only bought a pair down and my grandmother was having a fit because it was nearly evening and we weren’t near any shops. A little bit of quick thinking saw me buy a pair of promotional flip-flops from the shop upstairs and I added these cumbersome footwear to my arsenal.
Meeting Dixie’s family was a real treat. Her son, Rowan, was a nice enough guy, but his wife Tracy and I hit it off immediately. We talked more or less non-stop through dinner and right up to the time they dropped us off at the airport. In any case, we’ve been called for boarding, so I have to go for now. I’ll see ya’ll in New South Wales.
Ok, so I’m flying out over the country of New South Wales as I write this next part and I have to say that just having the opportunity to do this is pretty special. To be able to look up from the screen and realize that I’m actually thousands of kilometers in the air is amazing.
Today has been pretty heavy. I woke up early, something like 7am or something and immediately went straight for the each so that I could see it all before I left. My grandmother and I both trekked out there by about 7:30am, before my morning shower or anything of the sort. I was bleary eyed and quiet, and we intercepted a staff member from the resort just as we were getting to the beach who informed us that the entire beach was totally infested with poisonous blue-bottled jellyfish. I was wearing said flip-flops from the night before and I just looked at her and went “great”. Unfortunately, the staff member was not lying and the corpses of the spastic little creatures that live their entire life to kill other species on this planet just littered the beach. I mean, humans really already have the monopoly on that job, so give up. I mean god.
In any case folks, that’s been my holiday in a nutshell. I’m coming back to a very different home than I left and I’m now moving forward with an intensely positive attitude. Now, before you go getting a big head Jassi, this is not the epiphany that you were talking about when I called you on the beach with donut in hand, this is something that was gifted to me by another source, one very special.
Such is the way of things. Bring on 2007 I say, there is a lot to be done at the moment, and I’m really ready for it. I learned a lot last year, and it’s time to apply it all to the year ahead of me. I’ve got to learn from the years behind me, or all this extra time is for naught.
Take care all, we’ll see you all soon.
My god the view is truly amazing up here.
"There is no drop of water in the ocean, not even in the deepest parts of the abyss, that does not
know and respond to the mysterious forces that create the tide."
-Rachel Carson
FallenPhoenix
The day that we got here it was raining, and I found myself thinking that this was pretty much typical of my luck. I figured that I got myself up here to the Gold Coast only to see the rain that we were so desperate for up home. The resort actually looked a lot different to what I expected it to, and was really nice, which figured, because I figured that with it raining the entire time I was going to miss out on it. I saw that the surf was less than a minutes walk from my room and I think that only sort of bought the depressing reality home. I was crammed into a fairly small room with two middle aged women, one who was probably slightly under my intelligence and the other was nearing dotage and this was not going to turn out well.
We arrived late on the Monday and as night fell we were caught in a massive tropical rainstorm, one which washed through the entire Gold Coast. During that storm, I felt a lot of the negativity of the trip leave me, being washed away with more rain than I’d seen in a long time. I think that was when I realized that this trip had a spin on it that I was as yet unaware of.
The next day we caught up with one of my grandmothers friends friends, another elderly woman who when I first saw her just looked like an ultra-modern version of my grandmother. I wrote her off almost immediately because we had been window shopping for an eternity in the largest shopping complex in the southern hemisphere. I wasn’t in the mood for another old woman. The day continued with little interest, looking in a variety of shops that were far too expensive to even consider. I believe by the end of the day I was about ready to pawn my legs to the Russians for a few dollars.
On the trip home, the new lady surprised me by commenting out of the blue that Mercury was in retrograde this week and she had managed to stuff up some tickets because her organizational skills were out as a result. She then proceeded to give my grandmother a run down on the elemental houses of astrology, something that rattled me a bit. This was yet another sign that my holiday had a purpose, but another one that I completely ignored.
Wednesday saw a trip to one of the theme parks of the Gold Coast, Sea World. Theme parks are a lot of fun when your not babysitting older people and that became an issue as all they wanted to do was look at the shops and the occasional show. I don’t think I did much more during that day other than follow around two old ladies who really couldn’t have been bothered doing too much of anything.
Thursday bought financial independence, and what a difference that made. I was pleased with the fact that I had some money to my name, but this was marred by the fact that we were taken to Movie World by the new lady again. She gave me a really interesting lecture on the state of the Solar System at the moment and seemed really surprised when I expressed interest and knowledge in what she was talking about. I found out at that stage that she was a lecturer on Astrology at Griffith University here on Main Beach, and was extremely knowledgeable on these things.
Movie World sucked so hard, everything was closed, but I had a decent time. The one ride that was open was extremely deceptive, and was an indoor rollercoaster which took you through dark passages with rave lights, it was really quite impressive. My grandmother nearly got attacked by this Lebanese dude who wanted to pick a fight and the new lady mouthed off at him for being rude. I got there just before there was a major altercation and luckily for me he was kind weedy and backed off. It wouldn’t have mattered I swear, if he had lifted a hand like it looked like he was going to, I’d probably be in jail right now.
Thursday night marked the beginning of my holiday. We went over to Joanne’s parents place for afternoon tea and I was pleased to find that Jo’s dad was probably the most intelligent man that I had encountered in a long time. We talked for about an hour while the ladies did their thing and covered all the topics under the sun. Apparently he hadn’t had so good a talk for a long time and was pleased that I could keep up with him, which made me laugh a little. It was good.
Thursday night, when we got back to the resort, I had this insatiable urge to go to the beach. The sun hadn’t quite gone down and although my grandmother said that she wanted to go with, she chose not to. I spent almost an hour down by the beach, just hanging with myself and taking some really lovely photos. I also managed to get some Krispy Kreme donuts to eat and made a really lovely call to Jassi, which was oh so much fun. Unfortunately for him, the couple of donuts that I saved were found later by a hungry bunch of older people.
The next day was really good, Friday, my last day on the coast. We had a lovely breakfast at the resort and then went into town. I had a number of plans for the town trip but Nan quashed them all and made me stay with them so that they wouldn’t get lost. Luckily for me, she let me stay in town, when, after an hour, they both decided that there was little there for them to do. I got to do a bit of my own brand of window shopping, and went to a museum and the beach. It was really nice. Independence is a wonderful thing.
As soon as I got home I managed to convince them that I needed to get to the beach and even though it was really stormy, off to the beach I went. It was amazing. I spent almost three hours up in the foot hills between the beach and the resort on a profoundly internal journey that was instigated by a single black crow, which kept leading me down twisting paths in the sand dropping feathers that were far too old to be it’s own. A moving ceremony on the beach after this ordeal made the entire trip worthwhile and I waved a lot of things goodbye. I returned to the room tired and fulfilled.
Unfortunately, I made a blunder, we were going out to dinner Friday night with my grandmothers friends family. The blunder stemmed from the fact that out on that quest on the beach, I had completely written off my shoes. I had only bought a pair down and my grandmother was having a fit because it was nearly evening and we weren’t near any shops. A little bit of quick thinking saw me buy a pair of promotional flip-flops from the shop upstairs and I added these cumbersome footwear to my arsenal.
Meeting Dixie’s family was a real treat. Her son, Rowan, was a nice enough guy, but his wife Tracy and I hit it off immediately. We talked more or less non-stop through dinner and right up to the time they dropped us off at the airport. In any case, we’ve been called for boarding, so I have to go for now. I’ll see ya’ll in New South Wales.
Ok, so I’m flying out over the country of New South Wales as I write this next part and I have to say that just having the opportunity to do this is pretty special. To be able to look up from the screen and realize that I’m actually thousands of kilometers in the air is amazing.
Today has been pretty heavy. I woke up early, something like 7am or something and immediately went straight for the each so that I could see it all before I left. My grandmother and I both trekked out there by about 7:30am, before my morning shower or anything of the sort. I was bleary eyed and quiet, and we intercepted a staff member from the resort just as we were getting to the beach who informed us that the entire beach was totally infested with poisonous blue-bottled jellyfish. I was wearing said flip-flops from the night before and I just looked at her and went “great”. Unfortunately, the staff member was not lying and the corpses of the spastic little creatures that live their entire life to kill other species on this planet just littered the beach. I mean, humans really already have the monopoly on that job, so give up. I mean god.
In any case folks, that’s been my holiday in a nutshell. I’m coming back to a very different home than I left and I’m now moving forward with an intensely positive attitude. Now, before you go getting a big head Jassi, this is not the epiphany that you were talking about when I called you on the beach with donut in hand, this is something that was gifted to me by another source, one very special.
Such is the way of things. Bring on 2007 I say, there is a lot to be done at the moment, and I’m really ready for it. I learned a lot last year, and it’s time to apply it all to the year ahead of me. I’ve got to learn from the years behind me, or all this extra time is for naught.
Take care all, we’ll see you all soon.
My god the view is truly amazing up here.
"There is no drop of water in the ocean, not even in the deepest parts of the abyss, that does not
know and respond to the mysterious forces that create the tide."
-Rachel Carson
FallenPhoenix
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