3 October
The morning after i got back from my first 18 days bushjob.
We are having breakfast outside in the garden. It was a bit to quiet, i felt there was something wrong. So i asked Sara if there is something wrong. I`m gonna leave tomorrow with the friend, she told me.
Time stood still, didn`t believe what i heard. She didn`t feel good about our marriage anymore. The day , we spend talking, trying to convince here to stay , trying to figure where it went wrong. Nothing to do about , the next morning she would drive away. Alcohol is a bad and good thing at moments like that. It helps you forget whats happening, it brings some rest in the inner soul at moments like that. And the bad thing is, it doesn`t change anything.
The next morning i stood up on a hill next to the Stuart Highway together with cellie , just outside Alice, waiting till they would drive by. With a little hope , she would change her mind, jump out the car and run back into my arms. But this only happens in movies.
There they came, drove by ,waved at me and cellie , and dissappeared in the sunrise.
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