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- vespa0
the ones you never saw again. i bet there are some stories there.
in my first year of uni it had been a particularly hot summer and in perth when you get that first rain it aint like english rain (polite pitter patter drizzle drip splish splash) - the sky opens and it fucken torrents down - RAIIIIN!!! RAIIIIIIIIN!!! THUNDER!!! BOOOM!!! CRASH!!!
anyways i was caught out in the open on campus and everyone started sprinting for cover - i actually thought it was kinda nice you know, it had been so oppressively hot and there's nothin like the smell of the first rain and the sight of a raindrop the size of a dinner plate hitting that baked cracked thirsty earth.
so while everyone else was running for their concrete safety bunkers i was just strolling through the downpour, getting absolutely soaked but enjoying the sensation of it. and then i saw this one guy not running either, he was just standing there with a big grin on his face - we saw each other and i pointed at him and laughed and we realised we were both on the same tip and he opened his arms and we hugged in the rain and laughed at all the other students so anaesthetised they couldn't experience the beauty on offer and the moment was just gorgeous.
had some really interesting conversations with him but he was on his own track, in fact he did something really bad (for deluded ideological reasons) and went to jail for a while.
after he got out i only saw him once, on a bus, i didn't know how to ask how he was, i had apprehensive eyebrows like when you ask someone with a serious disease how they are feeling: "so how ARE you?" and he said "really, really good. any better and i'd be dangerous." and then he got off the bus. and i never saw him again.