1.05.2005

 

[there she goes, my beautiful world]

for as long as i've lived, i've been waging a losing battle, always fighting ferverently to preserve whatever's left of my innocent, wide-eyed view of the world. i've been questioned about it before - some people just can't understand why i refuse to act my age. but innocence is something once lost, can never be regained.

as if the boxing day tragedy and the kidnapping and subsequent murder (?) of a little girl back home wasn't bad enough (i only found out after i got home, hadn't been reading ST for a long time and therefore was really shocked), today, on the news, i hear about a girl, 20something, who went missing HERE on NYE. and worse, she sent text messages asking for help, then her phone died, and now there are posters all over town with her face on it.

and now, talking to my friends, i realise that cam isn't as safe as i'd thought it was - apparently some fresher's dad was socked while he was walking outside the biggest pub in town. (i assume it was a completely random incident.) and there's stuff about the night stabber, and .. well i think i'll just stop here. it's shocking, because it's just a picturesque small town, it's the last thing you'd associate with crime. maybe things are different in town and where i am - people leave their bikes unlocked on the racks outside, and nothing happens - this would never happen in town, i presume.

still, it's an unwelcome - and sobering - reminder that the world can still be a very harsh place.

won't re-list Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds' "There She Goes, My Beautiful World", cos i did so not too long ago.

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