07.09
2009

A passing connection

During my travels in Australia I met an Anglophile American who I seemed to instantly click with. She was attractive, intelligent and such wonderful fun that I was rather surprised she was attracted to me at all. We enjoyed our short time together sharing stories and tastes, comparing scars and watching the world. The connection between us felt closer than that I’d had with people I’d know for years, perhaps because we knew our time together was going to be short. On our last night we walked the streets of Sydney kissing each other in the pouring rain before saying a tearful goodbye.

We only spent a few days together before traveling on our own separate ways but the encounter renewed my enthusiasm for experiencing the world and left me feeling good about myself after what had been my lowest point.

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