Memories of Melbourne

Currently Listening What Am I to You? By Norah Jones see related

Bout of nostalgia..

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[ Melbourne - Lygon Strt - 2004 ]

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Actually, on second thoughts...I don't think I will sleep.

If I sleep...that is another 2 hours of my life gone, unlived, unexperienced...

At this juncture of my life, I can feel the vapid remnants of youth slipping by, like the last remaining drops of sand disappearing faster and faster in one of those ...watchamacallit..those 2 glass tubes conjoined by a narrow neck and you can tilt the thing upside down and the sand falls from 1 cylinder to the next through the narrow tube.

As I lay down, tossing & turning trying to catch some shut eye...the playlist automatically flipped to Norah Jones..which, as these things sometimes happen, instantly transported me back to another time, another place, so far away, and not so long ago.

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A boy. Its late and he can't seem to fall asleep. He lies there, as the hands of the clock tick by, ever so slowly, loud and clear in the silence of the night, sharply contrasting with the thick stillness of the air around him. He sits up. He has a burning desire to get out of the room and go out into the night. Do something that makes him feel like he is all alone, the only person alive in the world at that moment. And what better time than this? He decides to grab the camera, take his bike, and get out into the night. The feeling is indescribable, as he freewheels and caroms around the streets in the cold winter night, heading nowhere aimlessly, just pedalling in any direction he fancies. "Should I take this turn left, or that turn right? Doesn't matter...just turn!" He cycles fast, and delights in the cold air rushing against his face, and the cold chills running up and down his spine. He lets go of the handlebars and opens his arms. He faces the sky and closes his eyes. He inhales deeply. A wonderful, wonderful feeling. Have you ever felt like that before? Like the whole world is asleep. And only you are awake. And only you are enjoying the night, like it is your own little secret. Places and things that looked a certain way look different in the night. Every tree. A busstop. A sign. A scene. Everything is alive. There is no 1 on the streets. Ahhh...

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That boy, obviously, was me. Magical moments like these are what I miss a lot. Its a good thing they are captured on film.


[ Old Law Quad - University of Melbourne - 2004 ]



[ IMAX Theatre - Nicholson Strt, Melb ]



[ MacArthur Sq - Melb - Experimentations with light]




[ Top view of road - Melb - These are car taillights - Experimentations with shutter speed/aperture ]



[ Same as above ]




[ Union Sq - University of Melbourne ]

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Guess I should sleep now.