tales from an ordinary world

1999-10-14

A cloudy but kinda warm, sunny morning. The other people on the tram seem a mile away as I sink into the quiet twang of the Scud Mountain Boys. For an instant, I look back at the tram line and it seems to go on forever. I lean on the window sill and watch the world go by on this lonely planet.

An old girlfriend of mine hailed from Indonesia, studied here in Melbourne, and a few years later when I next heard from her, she was working in the Middle-East. As she'd always say at the end of her emails,

"i'm a lonesome cowboy
so far from home..."