Vanishing Point.

If I was to say goodbye one day, not "see you later" but...

goodbye, and never come back, would you realise... would anyone?

As I walked along the cold windy boardwalk alone at 3.30 in the morning,

I did not feel sad, scared nor alone, but quite opposite I felt satisfied,

content, relieved, I felt free if only for a short time.

The one night my parents had gone away for the night, I could be anywhere I wanted really, do anything, see anyone, but there was no particular place I wanted to be, no particular person I wanted to be with, then but in the midst of my own company, just a short time to be away from everything, everyone...not to have any distractions, but to have a moment to myself to think, to contemplate to take a deep breath and sit back and think about what has been going on with me lately, what I was gonna do next, and my next moves towards changing my mind set, my outlook on everything and everyone. For just those few early hours of the morning I spent at Bondi beach, my closest getaway to reach, I felt carefree, not worrying about the time, the weather, transport, money or food not worrying about tomorrow, I could have just stayed there forever on that boardwalk just kept walking and walking...

I had reached vanishing point.