So I’m back in Sydney after a seriously short trip. I kind of thought it might be too short when I was booking it, but at the same time I really didn’t expect to be reacquainted with an old friend whom I’d have loved to spend more time with, and dad leaving KL early, which kind of threw a spanner in the works where time was concerned (in a good way of course) so.. it was really good seeing everyone. I’m sorry if I didn’t have time to catch up with some friends that I meant to.. :(
So this old friend.. we used to hang out and stuff but it wasn’t really until this trip back that I really got to know him and it became the unexpected highlight of my trip. The last time I wrote about him I’d only seen him briefly at the wedding and clearly did not expect to see him again for a lonnng time. Anyway, we caught up and I am glad we did because for the first time ever I can say I felt really connected to someone. I remember thinking that there is no where else I would rather be. Some times people say it without really meaning it. And I’ve said it once or twice in my life, but never in this sense where the journey is the destination. I can’t believe I’ve never felt that way before; the irony being that I’ve been in (pretty great) relationships half my life. It’s Monday morning and already beginning to feel like a dream, one that one does not want to wake up from, and here on this grey dreary Sydney morning reality sort of bites.. Anyway things being how things are (situational) and me being me (very bad with timing) I wish I had a happier ending to share (other than I’m feeling pretty fucking lucky to have rediscovered this friendship!) but I don’t.
(Post title; Radiohead – Nude)
