Myriad

Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when youre feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
Like all the things you cant explain
Four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day

It doesnt pay to make predictions
Sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away
Like four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day



Upon my return, I heard this song. It touched a nerve in me that I can't even begin to describe. Pain. Joy. Sorrow. Warmth.

"Four seasons in one day"

Emotionally speaking I've really run the gamut this last couple of weeks.

Although even on the bottom end of that emotional scale I still found myself in more bliss than I could bare.

"I will risk my neck again, again"

It initially seemed like a gamble. Go and meet some people. Internet people.

The questions, the hesitation. "Will they like me?", "Will I like them?", "What if they're a bunch of real cunts?".

Luckily for me they were a bunch of cunts and we got on famously. Like old friends coming together after years apart.

"Smiling as the shit comes down, You can tell a man from what he has to say"

I feel like I've been smiling for days on end. It's been a real blast. I know I've said it before and perhaps you're sick of hearing it but, thank you. Each and every one of you.

"Even when you're feeling warm, the temperature could drop away"

Leaving them is hard. It's kinda like breaking up with someone who you still really care about. You know you should go, but every instinct is telling you to stay and hold on.

"It doesn't pay to make predictions"

There's no telling what the future holds for my new friends and I. Will we ever meet again? I fucking hope so. I can't imagine my life without them now. But even if we don't, at least we'll always have Paris (or in this case, Brisbane).

"Finding out where there is comfort there is pain"

Happy. That's what I am right now. Even through the tears. And thankful too.

"Fills my cup"

And my heart.


"Like four seasons in one day"