“Very well travelled with experience living, working and holidaying in various cultures. Travel includes: North America, Mainland Spain, Corfu, Crete, Kos, Rhodes, Zante, Tenerife, Fuerteventura, Bulgaria, Majorca, Egypt, Australia, Dubai, Thailand, England, Scotland, Wales, New Zealand, Fiji, Rarotonga, Samoa, Tonga. Born in England and immigrated to New Zealand five years ago, now currently living and working in Auckland, NZ.”
… I find that the smallest moments make the bigger impacts. My Auntie Dawn trying to run water cold over my hands after falling into a nettle patch… My favourite pencil snapping after I dropped it in Mrs Hopkin’s class… Solving Mr Smith’s riddles every Thursday (and don’t forget a disappointing difference between a raven and a writing desk).
All of them sit like soul craters. Frozen in the same form as when my soul was first hit. It makes for a dynamic landscape for onlookers, tourists of my own self. And I think if it was possible I’m sure they would take photographs. To put in their albums or to prop up on top of fireplaces or to bore their friends with once they get back home. I imagine scientists trekking across the lower soul atmospheres, dressed all in white, pulling out vials and beakers to steal a sample of moments passed. A sample of the something that made a difference. The something that changed something that changed something that changed something.