Living in the When
- by Pixel
Pop philosophy: Carpe diem.
Pix philosophy: I’m living in the When.
I realized something the other day. I’m in friggin’ Australia! I am literally on the other side of the planet. WTF?
I’m going to be telling stories about this time in my life and about the people that I met while I was here for years to come. Years and years from now I’m going to say, “When I was in Australia,” and “I remember when my mates found out I wasn’t in the class I’d been showing up for all semester.”
This is my time. This is my When.
The people I see here and now will never be this close to each other again. I might see Angela or Adriano or Anson again, but not within the same day. Never again.
Less than 50 days from now I’ll not see my [label missing]s again. At least not for a while. At least not until I earn enough to afford a plane ticket. And who knows what the future will bring?
I barely know what the present brings.
But hell. Enough of this whinging on you all. I’ve got an article to force Gabe to write and a courtesy bus to catch. I don’t want to spend my When talking about how I’m going to remember and miss it.
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Pop philosophy: Carpe diem. Pix philosophy: I’m living in the When. I realized something the other day. I’m in friggin’ Australia! I am literally on the other side of the planet. WTF? I’m going to be telling stories about this time in my life and about the people that I met while I was here…
p.s. Psst! This is your When too!
Like the corny old song says, “These are the good old days.”
I miss Australia.