Monday, 16 July 2018


I miss seeing the stars. A yearning that has been bubbling beneath the surface for the past 12 months.

I miss feeling insignificant in this big, great world. Being present in the moment and being forced to realise my existence is a mere blip in the grand scheme of things.

It's a funny ol' thing. For many years, feeling insignificant and unseen in society resulted in so much mental suffering. Yet when I am in nature and underneath a sky full of stars, I feel at peace and my soul is soothed.

I can't quite articulate it; there is something about being completely alone in nature that is so therapeutic. The last time I had that solace was when I was car camping near Freycinet. At the lake's edge, I saw the most stars that I had ever seen in my entire life. My camera was broken and I don't have any photographic evidence of the beauty of that night. But then again, I have been trying to remember that having photos aren't everything. (Funny considering this is what my blog is built upon).

In that moment, I felt so free. Free of my thoughts, expectations, worries; free from everything. Well, sort of. There is also something completely freaky about being alone in a dark place with no one around (that I was aware of....). Admittedly, there were quite a few times when I heard a noise, freaked out and pivoted in 360° motion with my torch to see what the heck was around and if I should run. #keepingitreal

One night, instead of moping and pining away in bed, I went outside to look at the stars. Sure, they aren't as spectacular as out in the middle of nowhere (due to light pollution). But I experienced moments of calm, interspersed between the sounds of cars whizzing down the road.

Perspective is such a powerful thing.

If anyone is curious what the first photo looked like without post-processing

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