Darling Harbour, Sydney

Note: The Australia trip happened several months ago.  This is the second to the last post in this series.


You know how some people attach stories to a particular place?  That's what I try to do now that I've started to get around so much.  I have realised that if I don't have any photos or anything to remind of where I've been, I seem to forget them.  I usually use happy stories, but I've given Darling Harbour a sad one.

If you know Paulo Coelho's book By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept , my story reminded me of that.  I'm not going to go into details, because it's too personal.  However, the lessons are  universal.



By Darling Harbour, I sat down and wept... after I took noisy nightscape photos that I didn't know how to shoot in the first place.



Life is like a river.  No matter how hard you try to keep things from changing, they will.  And life will change you -- in little ways that you'd hardly notice or in such a big way that you'd hardly recognise yourself.  Darling Harbour is definitely not a river, but any body of water is ever-changing, and this reminds me of that.




Hold on to your insecurities and wallow in your miseries, but only for a short while.  There is always something to be thankful for, no matter how small.  Cherish them and let them inspire you.




If you're lonely, you can find love anywhere -- you just have know where to look.  <3




Nothing is certain in life.  Know that what you have now may be taken away from you at any given time.  Make the most of them.



Have dreams -- at least one.  That is the beacon of light that you will need to guide you through this crazy world.

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