Monday, August 30, 2004
memories
me and celine at st kilda's melbourne
they say the only way to be happy is to forget. but isn't remembering part of being happy too? i left many many untouched memories in australia and i try not to face it still. i tried it many times by revisiting perth and melbourne twice each year and yet the lapse in happy moments seem to come and go.
my friends are bored of hearing me going to australia each time i'm on vacation. but i guess they didn't realise it was the place where i "grew up". a place where i valued independence. i discovered freedom. i developed character. i found things i didn't even realise i had in me. i found "myself".
it's the place where i visit to feed my soul.
bee wrote this at 9:57 PM
