Thoughts.

I've had a string of thoughts run through my head in the last 12 hours. They're really random, but they're at two really different moments in my life.

I was sitting outside last night, next to the State Library waiting for Terence and Andrew to meet me for dinner and I was lucky enough to be stuck on a very pretty night. "Mr. Darcy" was playing on my ipod and it felt good just being there, watching people pass me by, alone...with my music and the lights to accompany me....

" It's so easy to just walk right by the State Library despite it being the most majestic building along Swanston Street. It looks rather like an old english colonial building with greek influences with it's majestic marble halls. It's even rarer to be be able to sit in front of it on a gorgeous night and admire the statues. There's Sir Redmond Barry who, appears to be standing guard outside the building, illuminated by Harry Potter-ish lights, flanked by two men on horses who, I'm sure played a grand role in the history of Victoria"

I had the loveliest of thoughts just sitting there and I loved it. Hardly do you find peace in the hustle and bustle of it all.

I had the weirdest of dreams that same night too. All I've been dreaming about is death, a love-lost, sadness and very much gloom. But perhaps, there is hope in that, because after every bad dream, I wake up in the morning to blue skies and glorious sunshine. Not a cold blast of wind to the face, but rather a warm and comforting one. I wake up having spent the night contemplating death, to look at myself in the mirror and be thankful that I'm living another day. We take too much for granted these days - i do at least. I take my time for granted most of the time, and a whole host of other things that ought not to be so easily dismissed.

Then today, I went for the international careers fair at Caufield. It was very much an eye-opening experience and huge slap in the face, bringing me back to reality. Very much of it was because I was once again reminded of the fact that very often, individual interests don't put you in a position where you can fulfil your dreams. I have to re-evaluate alot about where I'm going and what I want to do. Tough but true. Interests I think, have to wait. But it's not too late.

And you don't really mind,
And you're just wasting time
And you don't feel anything
You're a boy on a string
- Boy on a string, Jars of Clay