I’ve been working madly to get everything ready, and I think I’m almost there. All my things have been moved into storage, the house is cleaned, I have flights booked, I have insurance arranged, I’ve said goodbye to everyone, and I’ve quit my job. There’s very little left to accomplish before I board the plane to the US. It all happened very quickly in the end. For the longest time it seemed like something that I was doing in the…
Lately I’ve been in a very introspective mood, trying to process and understand the events in my life since I first came to Australia in 1998. Life seems so much more hectic than it used to be, and I feel that I haven’t had enough time to think in recent years. I’ve been reduced to the level of my lizard brain, acting on impulse, and not truly understanding myself or others. I’d like that to change, and this trip will…
This life isn’t working for me. I’m surviving, but I can’t say that I’m thriving. I have a nice house, a lovely dog, and a good job. So why the dissatisfaction? By the standards of most of the world, I’m extremely lucky. After living in Australia for nearly 18 years, my life seems to lack real meaning. With few friends or family, I seem to work just to provide myself with food and shelter, so that I can go back…