Entries from my Road Trip – Entry 1

Wednesday  8th July  2009

We left at about 1pm yesterday. And slowly  made our way  up north. We were to take it easy  and drop in to different spots if we felt like it. A  roadtrip I’d only  ever dreamed about, and unable to fulfill with Sinjay. I  was very happy, feeling quite at peace. And just  happy.  Who best  to do it with than my  beautiful friend Miick.

We drove for a long time, listened to different types of  music – only from my  collection because I”m behind the times and only have CDs to play  in my  CD player. Mick’s collection is entirely  in mp3 format. Of course. I was glad that he was able to choose random CDs from my collection – I’ve always thought he  wouldn’t really  enjoy  any of  it.

We talked and talked and talked about deep and intricate topics. Questioning, philosophising, being silly  and funny too. He makes me laugh so much! LOL. We were hav ing a wonderful time.

We decided to stop at Rainbow Beach just as the sun was setting. We grabbed some food out of  my  esky-ful and went for a walk along the shore, the tide coming in. Mick stopping every now and then  to take pictures of  the scenery  surrounding us.

I  was purely in my  element. Fresh cool breeze, sky  and sea enveloping the scene, sand cold and wet beneath my toes, and a friend I knew I  cared deeply  about.

We finally  found a little random spot up on a huge sandy  hill, to sit on to eat our snacks for dinner, and to watch the beautiful sky changing colours, the clouds a city of their own, the big silver disc of a moon slowly  rising and playing hide’n’seek amongst the clouds as though smiling down at us. We were enthralled, in silence for most of the time. I was enraptured, enamoured. It was all so breathtakingly beautiful.

I  pondered on the fact that I  was able TO SHARE  this, wholly  and completely  with somebody.  With Mick. Both lost in our own little worlds. I pondered on the privilege of  being able to JUST BE… and share that BEING with somebody.

I  could openly  gasp and gush and show my  child-like wonderings. Without judgment, or without hitting  a brick wall of silence or indifference – as is so often the case. Sad, but true.

The scene was one I will never forget. Ever. It was the most beautiful thing (one of) I have experienced in my  life.