Sunday, February 5, 2012

One year on...

12 months ago, I put my life in a bag and jetted across the country to start afresh. I had no real idea what I was doing and whether I could hack it. I was scared shitless and felt totally out of my depth. But I was desperate for a new environment and new opportunities. I needed to build my life.

It feels like just yesterday. It feels like a million years ago. Today I sit here, in the place I can honestly call home, and feel happy. Possibly happier than I have ever felt in my life. 

I don't have much extra coin at the end of each week, I don't have a fancy office, my masters degree is incomplete and I still eat Mi Goreng at least once a week. The things that make me happy are mostly intangible. Except for the wonderful people who have found their way into my life, whom I hug (or at least fist bump) often. 

But what makes me happiest is that this is just the beginning. The foundation has been laid. And it's pretty fucking solid.

Thank you, Melbourne. You made me brand new.


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