All these moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. This afternoon, I went to Monash University, the institution where I had spent 8 years (on and off), to pick up some things I had left there. This being the university holidays, it was almost deserted. It was a funny feeling, walking into a place I have been countless times before; thinking of all the nights I stayed back there, and all the people I had known there throughout the years and knowing that most of the people I knew there (from various times and milieus) have moved on, and all there is is a set of empty buildings at the end of an unreliable bus route.

Want to say something? Do so here.

Note to spammers: This comment system applies the rel=nofollow attribute to the poster's URL and all links. Posting links to this page will not improve their search engine rankings.

Display name:
URL:(optional)
To prove that you are not a bot, please enter the text in the image on the right in the field below it.

Your Comment:

Remember my details.

Please keep comments on topic and to the point. Inappropriate comments may be deleted.

Note that markup is stripped from comments; URLs will be automatically converted into links.