I am moving to Sydney, where I currently have: no job, no friends and no place to stay!

All of which makes me feel like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky

It is pretty sink or swim at this point though. With Sydney being more expensive than Melbourne and Melbourne already being quite expensive, if things don’t come together fairly quickly, then that will be my time in Australia.

I don’t feel that will be the case. I feel that things will work out, and better than I can imagine right now–but I am also realistic and know that feelings aren’t facts.

It’s all so up in the air.
Everything has been so up in the air for weeks now.
I am so ready for some stability. (Though, in the meantime, I am saving tons of money on food what with the stress starving!)

It will be amazing.
It will be shit.
It will be somewhere neatly between both.
Whatever happens, it will be because I made it happen. Because I chose to participate in the co-creation of my life.

Dear Sydney,

I’ll see you soon.

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