This has to be one of the top things I’ve missed about Australia.
How it stretches into the distance.
How the clouds are a stark contrast against the blue.
How we are not blocked by high-rise buildings everywhere.
How there is a hole in the ozone layer (HAHA).
Yes I know… We’re in 2017 and the previous year was 2016.
But. I miss the memories of 2015.
And so I generated the best 9 of 2015 instead.
Those were the days.
Taken with Lomo LCA+, Kodak 200 film.
I’ve been reading about taking positive moments and savouring them, to wire our brains to be able to fall back on positive feelings whenever we need them. And I’ve realised that looking back at photographs are a great way to do that. Splitting my trip posts into many mini posts have also allowed me to savour each portion of the trip again, before placing them all back together in the mind as a “Happy Period”. Very easy to go back to whenever I need a reminder of positive, peaceful and restful periods…
For a good part of the trip, I was using the iPhone camera to capture moments too. Main reason being – I misplaced my camera battery on our last day in Perth.
Despite my disappointment (and inclination to be mad at myself), the iPhone didn’t disappoint 🙂
Satchmo Cafe in North Perth:
Lake Monger, Perth:
North Perth Suburb:
Snippets from Sydney:
Perhaps it’s the overdose of human interaction I’ve had over the past few days, but I’ve been missing the life led in Sydney.
Especially when a Friend send me a picture of the vast landscape from down under.
It reminded me of the unhindered sunsets and sunrises I used to enjoy right outside my window. It also hit me – How much beauty in our daily lives we are missing. Not only because we are too busy with our phones and work deadlines, but also because we are literally and physically blocked by all our high-rise apartments, our fumes from vehicles and our factories, our haze. We’ve also blocked ourselves from such beauty by simply not have the desire to experience them. By simply not having the determination to make them accessible to ourselves.
With this realisation and missing, I felt a Pang in my stomach, an ache around my heart. I found myself yearning for the days when I could start by witnessing the quietly beautiful sunrises, and end the day with the solemn silence of sunsets. I miss the days when I could wake up and not say a word to anyone for the entire day, save for speaking the service staff. Texting, and the mandatory Skype sufficed. I miss the days when I could go out with no agenda except to experience the new and be with myself.
Do not misunderstand – I love being back home. I love being in the moment. I love being around family and friends. I love my work and where I am now. I love being financially independent and stable… for now.
I just miss that Life I used to have. And I accept that part of the beauty in this nostalgia comes from the fact that it was a Fleeting time. The blue of distance. Some things are more beautiful far away.
Looking back, I realise this was the last place of attraction I visited in Sydney.
It was a cloudy, overcast day, which sort of mirrored my feelings about leaving the beautiful city soon. I decided to do something about those feelings, and together we went for a walk at the newly opened Barangaroo Reserve. It helped.