I took this tonight around 9pm looking out over Lismore. It was barely visible with the naked eye and may be too dim to see tomorrow - which makes me feel unspeakably sad, like the moment when I knew I would never hear my mother sing lullabies to me aver again... it's so beautiful, it hurts.
While it's been here, I've felt like I was at the heart of Keplers' clockwork universe with this great pendulum swinging through the sky.
University starts soon - I think I'm looking forward to it....
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Rachel was a good friend of mine...we met in a youth shelter when we were 15 and then became close when we were 19/20 yr olds. She had a heroin problem and (typical story coming here) I really couldn't handle the lying, stealing, manipulative junkie bullshit etc. and told her to get stuffed basically. But (like all junkies) she had that sort of split personality; the horrible junkie side and the lovely person they would be if they didn't have a habit.
She left Adelaide and died of an overdose, I didn't find out until a long time after when I ran into her mum.