I only have three months left in Australia.
It feels surreal, but it’s true. It is happening. I am leaving. I’m finding it difficult to accept this fact, and I’m in constant denial as I try to avoid the thought as best I can.
But it keeps coming back to me, and I’ve finally taken it to heart. I need to move on with my life, and make the most of what I’ve got left. It was a big relief once I accepted this fate.
It’s so easy to postpone the important stuff. We’re so naive to believe that we have time for everything. “I’ll do it later” we say, when we know “later” will never actually happen. It’s just an excuse.Continue reading