Non bis in idem. [not twice for the same thing.]

i return to a time once was and might be again. if this, if that, then what? well, no one knows, really. there’s no knowing, no known, no unknown. it’s just there, like that.

leaving behind and going forwards, but somehow going back at the same time… I can’t explain this feeling, it’s somewhere between itchy feet for what will be, nostalgia for what was, and wonder at what couldbealmostwasoncebutmightbeagain..
And so, moving on, I depart Cairns this evening, say goodbye to my dearest friend, move on to family for the night, then further south tomorrow morn. Should be in Brisbane by Thursday…

it’s been good. really good…