Dear Wonderful-Kind-Amazing Peeps,
I’m back! After three months wandering around Europe, I am officially back home in Brisbane. I had an absolute ball, it was massively growth-inducing, and my cup did overfloweth with incredible experiences. That said, I am also thrilled to be home. (In fact, today is my first day working for my new boss [me] at my new work [my house]! Super exciting! I’ll be filling you all in on that very soon.)
I still have a bunch of travel-related stories to tell, that somehow I never got around to putting into words. Well, into any form of intelligible words that a person other than me could understand – basically, my journal is a mass of random sentence-scribbles and brainstorm-maps, which I intend to decipher and elaborate on in the coming weeks! So even though the actual trip is over, there’ll be some more travel stuff appearing on the blog, as well as loads of other stuff, as all the new parts of my life (new work, new house, new perspective) unfold.
I wanted to take this opportunity to say that I have received so many lovely little love notes from so many readers. Even as blogging took a backseat to living, people continued to write beautiful messages, and I appreciate every single one. I am really looking forward to being able to catch up on all my correspondence and reply to people, but please know that I have greatly appreciated your words. When I was far away on the other side of the world, it was incredible to feel such a warm connection with others, most of whom I’ve never even ‘met’ except on these here interwebs. It certainly is a wonderful community that we are all a part of, and I feel privileged and humbled that such kind-hearted, intelligent people take the time to read my words.
With massive love,
Dear Chocolate Croissant,
Oh how your flaky goodness fills me with delight! I have eaten way more of you than I ever thought I would – back home, I’m so strict with my food, so rigid and regimented. But you have proven to be the catalyst for my relaxing about it all. Who in their right mind would voluntarily choose not to partake in your buttery, airy deliciousness? I like you better in France – with your modest line of firm chocolate filling – rather than the more generous dollops of Nutella that fill your Italian brethren. But honestly, I’ll eat you all. Sometimes multiple times a day. Dear Mr Chocolate Croissant, in the immortal words of a certain Ms T Swift, you belong with me…
Wow. You’re a bit of a show-off, aren’t you? Seriously dude, every morning I wake up to your cliffs and your waters and your distant horizons, I am a little bit gobsmacked all over again by your almost-indecent beauty. You are overwhelming, in the best possible way. I feel as though we should make our relationship a little more permanent. I don’t want this to be a mere holiday fling, a four-night stand of intense passion, only for you to never call. Fancy a couple of extra Australian citizens as newfound residents for good?!!
You keep marching ever onwards, and like always, I keep trying to grab hold of you and pull you back. Sometimes I panic when I feel how quickly you stride, and sometimes I waste time cajoling you to hurry the hell up. There is, of course, nothing to do but accept you exactly as you are. I am working on this. Thanks for the lessons.
Thanks for helping out with the above Time-related issues. You are always there for me, if only I could remember this sooner.
How great are you guys?!!