I am nearly old. Old, as opposed to young. And I am beginning to experience the phenomenon known as remembering.
I picked up a postcard last night... trumpetting Australia's first ever Youth Forum. What about Priority One? The Youth forum we had when I was a youth? I'm feeling cynical.
I'm also remembering the dust cloud on the last hottest day of my life - I was in primary school. Strange billowing red clouds seemed to tower in the sky before descending to cover everything in a light gritty dust.
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