8th
In August it will have been a year since I left for Melbourne only to have come back 4 months later. Running out of money sucked, but I got a glimpse of what could have been. I used to be so good at the ‘transitional’ phase, it was a good place - playing things by ear and being happy.
I miss Melbourne, it’s a magical place that I could happily lose myself in for the rest of my days. It gave me a starting point.
These days I’d prefer stability to the nonchalance but what can you do hey? I’m ok by myself but having friends nearby would help. I’ve fucked up, royaly and I’m trying to see the day through. I’m fortunate to have a home base, for now I wander around it, alone with my thoughts and would be plans.
I’m a dreamer, but maybe it’s time to get a real trade? Never thought I’d say that.
Off to Victoria BC and Seattle for a week, alone on a massive boat with my thoughts to myself - hopefully something will come about. I need it - anything…
