And there - in this heat - was cold reality: my sudden awareness that apart from Lastwailing Wood, nothing else was important.
Because... well, because there was only me, those trees, Doug and Archie, and the dirt we stood on. Nothing else.
Nothing else existed. The realisation hit me like an explosion: this patch of earth, Lastwailing Wood, and us boys were the only things that mattered because only these things existed.
Here was the last remnant of Earth.
Everything else - I looked at the heavily shimmering air which hid the world's absence from us - everything else quite simply no longer existed.
Peter Henderson 3 months ago
Yes.....I've seen some truly marvelous places and wished the wish....then some kids come screaming in and do a bomb in the water of a Cessna flies overhead.
Neville Hunt 3 months ago
If I understood the meaning of existential, I'd think this was all very existential.
Drew Martyn 3 months ago
Good word, existential. :)