a blurry picture of the stars... but if you look carefully, you can see the
southern cross in there... with the 2 pointers...

so a few years ago, after a months journey thru namibia, on a budget
of r50 (5euro aprox) a day between 2 people, i hitch-hiked from otavi
(400kmnorth of windhoek) to cape town... on the way i had a choice to
get a bus in windhoek, but the bus was only leaving the next day, so i kept
hiking... when the sun started to set, i realised that if i dont offer money to
drivers, i will have to sleep somewhere, but if i offer money thru my hand
gestures as trucks pass, then i could probably get a ride thru the night... so
i got a truck, that took me thru the night... he only stopped once for a few
hours, to have some fun with a woman, while i camped outside the truck...

so, let me get back to the point of this story... so as i got into the truck, the
sun was setting... we drove a bit, and as it got darker and darker, i noticed
the "southern cross" directly in front of us... and i suddenly started to think,
how since cape town is south, and we were heading south, the southern cross
was pointing directly to my home... and always will... and since mostly i am
north of cape town, the "southern cross", always points to my home... and so
now, no matter where i am, the southern cross will always by symbolic to me...
and always pointing to my roots...

so once, i showed someone where the southern cross was... and when they
looked at it, they said, "is that it...?", with disapointment... and i found it funny,
how that comment she made, actually managed to insult me... lol...

anyway... now i have sometime off from work, and need to get myself into the
mindset, that i am truelly off... and that my job is not me, or me my job... that i
am someone else besides my job... because i have worked and worked and worked,
i start to wonder, if i dont work, am i wasting time, or money... and so now, i
seperate myself from where i am and get ready for a journey... a space... an experience...
a whatever...