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Understanding…
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Soundtrack for my travels and life at the moment..
As well as being haunting and painfully beautiful, to me it screams hope and the apprehensiveness of adventure.
Takk Sigur Ros
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http://m.youtube.com/watch?gl=US&hl=en&client=mv-google&v=T28rutHav2w →
Can stop chasing this song…!
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Melbourne; I’m going to miss you…
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Sylvain Guillemaud | ph: Luke Austin
Wanted a tattoo of the world since I left the uk, couldn’t decide were… Now I know…
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About time…
I think its about time this was updated, right before I head out on the next adventure.
When I arrived in Aus 7 Months ago, I had no money. Not a dime. Lucky for me I fell in love with Melbourne. a city with so much depth. I only started saving a few weeks ago for the new adventure, and you know what, I’ll never regret the time i’ve spent in this one city, instead of travelling about. To be, I’ve gained alot; from the people i’ve met and the things i’ve done and the new emotions i have experienced. I’ve lived on the other side of the world, on my own, for myself. This is a lesson I had to learn. So I’m ready to move on to the next travelling chapter. Lets see whats in store..
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This is wonderful
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He listens to the music, tears well… only then does it come.
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Oscar Wilde once said, ‘Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes.’
I’m fascinated by the beehive effect, you know when your on the tube or on a motorway; you look around and you think, who are all these people, where are they going?
The truth is, we’re all taking paths. Stressfully there is no google map, app, book or friend for that matter; that can decide for you what road to take. Everything you do in this life is a choice. Regret is an insight that has come a day to late. You have to trust your judgement and never look back on the choices you made.
In order for me to travel, I need to spend. I could of saved thousands before I left Britain, but that not me. So, I’m living in Melbourne and saving for the next bout of travelling and I’ve met someone so special and I can feel myself falling for him.
So, now for the choice, to stay and enjoy the companionship or to go on an adventure and think back on it as a holiday romance? On one hand I understand I need to trust my own judgement, I am in the mind set that I will never have any regrets, I took a path; why look back on something that can’t be changed? When I’m old I will think, ‘If I wasn’t that foollish young man, I wouldn’t be the man I am today’…. right?!
Then to throw the other hand, I’m aware that as I experience, learn and grow old, my perception and mind set could change. After all, that old man, won’t be this young boy. My ultimate fear is growing old alone. What if I make the wrong choice now that leaves me just another old bitter twisted alcoholic queer? What will my experience and adventures be worth then?
At the end of the day, It’s one thing to watch everyone else partake in the beehive; but when it comes to yourself, I’m sat here watching the world go by, thinking, who am I, where am I going, and most importantly, were will I end up….
