i was lucky enough to be sent down to the snow over the weekend just gone. thursday evening, after my accounting exam, we flew down to canberra, stayed over night and then headed to thredbo. did some inpections in the afternoon. it was bucketing down with snow, i’d say about 40 cms fell that afternoon. it was great to be back in the cold. i miss it, and love the snow. saturday we skiied till 3 before more inspections. my skiing ability was 10x better than what i thought it would be after 3 years. the snow was brilliant. weather on sunday was perfect. back home via perisher. i think ill head there next year. now i just have to deal with the come down of coming off a huge weekend, spent with some brilliant and exciting people. i was able to be myself completely in a social environment (and work of course) and still feel comfortable. it seems stupid that this feeling of being snapped back to reality, is like im being sucked away from being myself.

you allowed me to be myself and i thank you so much for it.

everyone is a fucking genius in hindsight.

the recent raid on Sydney was a success. a blitzkreig. down on the friday, out to the icebox in the cross for halcyon till 4, then hung out on the saturday with pendulum and ness from TT before sorting things out for transmission .it was ultra cold. i was shakin and couldnt event send an sms. once inside i relaxed. the next 10 hours is a blur. home at 8am. sleep till 5pm. awake for 3, then back to bed till 6, then back home to brisbane. so much happened. an epic weekend, that only a few will ever know. no one cares at the end of the day. life’s going too fast to be able to care.

its the atmosphere. its the colour. the smell. the sounds. the lights. the feelings. the friends. the journey. the legacy.

dark monks - insane