Picnic Area. Tomorrow there will be a new hurt to heal.

Описание: As I hitchhike deeper and deeper into the heart of my Australian odyssey.
I am slowly hurtling, headlong way over yonder across this endless, dusty plain.
No line on the horizon.
As folk slowly pull up and check me out, I wave, thumbs aloft as I smile and try my very best to appear normal.
A big ask and a big effort.
I am so grateful for their fleeting, positive energy.
Some kind of connection and consciousness.
Funny how you can sit with a perfect stranger in total silence.
Miles and miles we trundle,, yet it doesn't feel that way.
What's so good about goodbye.?
How can farewell be fare.?
Yet here I go again, as I walk and walk and walk and walk.
My feet ache like there's no tomorrow.
Let tomorrow be.
Over land and sea I will go.
In all of these ghost towns, the kindness of strangers knows no bounds and I am deeply humbled, though I have encountered my fair share of misfits and freaks.
I blend in seamlessly.
I will give Wolf Creek a swift swerve, though.
The relentless dusty, dry heat swirls and blinds me.
I can't really see anyway.
Then there are vistas that extend out of sight, my mind goes wandering through great spaces filled with vague forms.
When I can see through the blinding light, I see spiders everywhere, as they scuttle and scurry about their business.
Though they have no business settling in my wide, open cake hole, as I sleep.
I can still taste them now.
Huge, fat, fury gloves, choking the living life out of me.
I'm ever so slowly plodding and crawling to Brisbane, though I have an eternity to go.
Feels eternally elusive.
From there, I set sail over the Tasman Sea, over the wide blue yonder to New Zealand.
Once I arrive at the North Island, I will make my way to Porangahou, south of Waipukurau, in Southern Hawke's Bay.
Hell of a journey.!
Wildly chaotic and unpredictable.
So apt.
Feels like there is no time or space.
What is real and unreal.
I am that negative reality in version.
My final destination will be, Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturitpukakapikimaungahorounukupokaiwhnuakitanahu,
This is where I will set up camp, sleep for a thousand years and further luxuriate in my endless plain of discovery.
I don't even want to think about getting back.