Insignificant.
There i was, perched upon the "great wall of china" over 100 metres off the ground.
The cool, crisp air carrying the scent of outback dust. The only visible lights other than the soft glow in the sky was that of a solitary twinkle from a distant homestead. If I were to close my eyes I could have ceased to exist. I could hear nothing but my own heavy chest rising and falling after scaling the proud quiet monument at a brisk, back aching pace.
Beyond the black, lay a mountainous backdrop, a visual representation of the heartbeat of the outback, rising and falling with no respect for rules or order. As the sun fell lower and lower into the belly of the northern Flinders Ranges so too did my worry and stress. At that moment every problem in my life was setting with the sun, out of view, no longer able to adorn my face with hot rays of fear or anxiety.
The crackle of my walkie talkie momentarily broke the intoxicating spell of silence. I signaled to my partner in crime to hit the lights on her low lying commodore that had no business being on these roads. Even with her highbeams at maximum output she and her chariot were still swallowed and enveloped by the empty black. Two tiny human blips and a machine.
We are insignificant.