He couldn't stand the country.
The weather, the grey skies, everything closed in on him, he said.
What he loved most about Australia, he said, were the vistas.
Isn't that an unusual word?
Stuck in my head.
That you could see the flat land and the blue sky for miles.
Everything was open.
And the sun, of course.
After we left, he travelled.
Coast to coast.
The cities.
Off the beaten tracks.
Everywhere.
He said Australia was big enough to lose yourself.
To... This is weird.
To lose your mind and find it again.
No.
We lived in Sydney.
In Bondi.
Lucky.
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