Sunday, March 04, 2007

A Perfect Day, A Flat Day

There is a pattern. I see it. Yes I do.

A good day, followed by a "flat" day. A perfect day out, nothing could go wrong. Then followed by a day where doubts and insecurities and confusion reign supreme.

First the good day. Lamb on the spit, fine weather, nice company, beautiful scenery. A hike along the trails in the park, and later, a dip in the river, floating along the water and jumping on each other, rowing on the water trying to not overturn the little boat whilst we swap positions, fun with the frisbee. Lots to eat. Nightfall - everyone out on the deck, stars twinkling overhead, glimpses of them through the trees and the bush. Huge, full moon, high up like a lantern in the sky, moving across the darkness so slowly. The guitars come out, music fills the night, amongst the chatter.

Then the flat day. The flat day always follows the good (or even perfect) day. Without fail so far. Why? Maybe some people don't believe in perfection, and are always looking for some flaw. I don't know the answer. What I do know is that there is no third chance. Everybody deserves a second chance, but if the same thing happens again, there is no turning back. There is no third chance. We are done.


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