XSorXpire

Last night was one of those nights.
I couldn’t sleep, guess i was excited about coming home.
At about half three i decide stuff it, i’m flying QANTAS. Last time i flew QANTAS they moved me to an earlier flight.
If i leave now i should be able to watch the sunrise over the ocean and still get home four hours early.
So i packed up my stuff and jumped in the car.
Why not.
It was ten to four in the morning, i hadn’t slept, it was foggy, i was travelling down Princess...

I went for beer, the closest pub was closed. It's like half nine. There are four pubs in this town. Fuckit, i'll walk to the next one.
I walk in and there are people playing pool and people drinking.
I go up to the bar and order a Tooheys old. As they serve it to me a fat fuck gets out of his seat and starts yelling at the bar manager.
"Don't fuck with me, i'll get the bra boyz down here and they'll go through the pub".
A quick scout around and he is at a table...

So i’m back in the random void of wanting to write something, but not knowing what to write.
I seem to find my way here often.
I can’t sleep, so clearly something is on my mind.
If i could figure out what was on my mind i would either be able to write about it or address it in some way, but no.

So here i am in a shitty little town, in a shitty little apartment, at a shitty little table, writing shit.

Not the usual banter shit.
But banter shit...

My mate Jen and i had a BBQ at the beach last night and it was awesome.
Jen prepared three different types of cold meat, a tossed salad, some pita bread and two different types of beer.
I grabbed a beach blanket and three glass-enclosed coloured candles, (a gold, an orange and a blue), that i thought they would add to the ambience of the humid evening and the crashing white tops of the waves.
We found a quiet spot and set up.
It was lovely.
We sat and chatted. We havent...

Mother Nature gave me something this morning.
Something i will carry forever.
Something i will use whenever i am down.
Today a rainbow touched my feet.
The rainbow arced across the sky, it touched the still water of the swan river and reflected back to me.
I stood in awe of this rainbow. I drank in its beauty.
If there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and the rainbow touched my feet, then either i am the pot of gold, or the pot of gold lies within me....