“Would you do it with me
Heal the scars and change the stars
Would you do it for me
Turn loose the heaven within”
Nightwish, Ever Dream
It’s been a day since I landed back in Tasmania and Isabel’s back in Singapore. I’m tired, feeling a little lonely, but thankful for the holiday and thankful for the friends here in Tassie as well. The trip’s probably too long to write in one post, I’ll split it up.
Overall, the trip to Melbourne was intense. It was fun, memorable and ultimately, it was what we both needed for the both of us. We stayed in the outskirts of Melbourne Central in St Kilda which was near the beach, taking an evening stroll under the skies of a magnificent blueish hue was mesmerizing. It was the first day where it wasn’t she exploring and me showing her around. We were both exploring together, dwelling within the unknown and getting familiar with it. And indeed we did, for St Kilda truly felt like our home as the days progressed.
Instead of driving, we walked, we took the tram, the bus and the train. We immersed ourselves with the effecient public transportation and we enjoyed it. Taking the tram back into town the next day, we searched for coffee places which Bel so dearly loves. She even had a huge broadsheet which was where she started her research from. As we headed to the chapel, we took multiple detours and somewhat intentionally got lost in the city. Finding our way back to the chapel, we prayed for awhile. I have not been to church for months. I felt undeserving and unworthy, but nevertheless I prayed for guidance and direction. I prayed and asked for a lot of things but at the same time, I thanked God for whatever I had, especially given the circumstances this year. I know that sometimes what I want won’t happen (well usually) because maybe something better is meant to happen. I prayed for what I wanted, but I accepted that it might not come in the form which I want. After everything, I wondered if my prayers will actually be answered. I left church because of a loss in faith, I did not have any hopes that it will change this time.
But it did.
After the museum, we headed to Brighton Beach where we spent another evening walking along the shores. It’s calming walking along there in the evening since all the other tourists were no longer there. Later that night, we talked, we talked about ourselves and we expressed how we felt about each other. Knowing it helps to unlock the path that bonds this friendship tighter. I’m glad it happened.
Honestly speaking, you know you’ve got a real gem of a best friend when she saves up her money for 2-3 years just to fly to visit you in another country.
Adam 