I have had a crazy whirlwind of a Good Friday and preceding thursday. I don't really want to list everything that happened, some of it needs to remain in hearts and brains, and some of it I have just forgotten because all my memories have been compressed.
First things first. I am surrounded by the most incredible people. I have the best best friend in the universe. We were planning on having a slow cooked roast last night, that she would have cooked as I would have sat on the mattress I have somehow inherited as my own in her sydney apartment and watched her as she created a delicious thing for our mouths. This didn't happen. We ended up at her family's home for the night, at differing points we were eating pieces of barbecque chicken, ordering pizza, eating the pizza and sliding it down boxes, the night ended destroying six different old computer keyboards using knives to scoop off the keys and send them flying across the room.
Today, she photographed my family in a small park down the road from her apartment. Though it was her camera, she shoots through very specific, very seeing eyes, and I am in awe of her every time. Every time. My family has a hilarious bald father, a beautiful and very vivacious mother, a gentle giant Jonathan, (me), a stunning teen Sophie and a wild but very kind Elaina. I get along with each of them very well, and they are guiding lights in my life, I'm so lucky to have them so close to me, and have them close to me forever.
Post-photography session, post-croissant ham and cheese breakfast, post-lazing around in our beds trying to nap and putting our legs on the walls, we went to the beach. We wandered around trying to figure out a monetary situation, all revolving around our need to get fish and chips, we did eventually, and we made a gooooood decision, BEST CHIPS AND FISHIES EVER. Anyway, we ate them and had some milkshakes and dipped before and after. Bronte beach was exceptionally clear today, which was a dream, the sky an incredible blue and the sun was dreamily warm on our now slightly red cheeks. We live in a beautiful country, and are both about to embark on adventures that will shape the rest of our futures forever and we couldn't be more excited to go, but more heart broken to separate. We'll return in 18 months speaking a new language-German-and will both have grown exponentially.
Today Annette leaves in two weeks; and I in two months.
Life.
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