Going Backwards?



I look at my life a year ago. I was living in my own 3 bedroom house by myself with a nice new hybrid car. I lived around my family and friends. I had several routines that I did like grocery shopping, the sunday routine, etc. The majority of my friends were married or married with kids. We plan weeks advance to go out together. When we talked, the conversation seems to always go to kids, finance stuff, kids, or something about the future and by future I means years ahead and the kid's future.


I look at my life now. I live in the opposite side of the world in a 3 bedroom townhouse with 2 flatmates. My flat once again has a beer fridge. I have not driven in almost a year now. When I say I live around my friends now, it means a few minutes walk. Not the 30-45min drive I used to do. I have no friends that are married and def none that has children. Going out is the norm. We plan weeks advance to have a night in. When we talk, the conversation seems to be about work, food, things to do, places to go. When we talk about the future, it is generally not about any longer than 12 months ahead.

I'm not sure what exactly is happening here. It seems that I've gone down the path that everyone goes down, but suddenly for whatever reason, I made a U-turn. I don't know if that's the right decision. I don't know what exactly what I'm doing now or in the future. I do know that I quite enjoy it now and I think that's what I'm going to do for a while. I'm just going to enjoy it without thinking that much more ahead. I'll think about all this deeper meaning crap later.

Hopfully, that's a sign that I'm actually moving forward.

Haven't posted a photo in a while

I know it's a very cliché shot, but I don't think that's always a bad thing.

That's my footprints on the beach at Coff's Harbour.

Hopefully, I can take that shot again and there'll be more feet next time.

Things on my mind.

There are so many things on my mind right now. I've been having problems putting together a post. I think I just have half thoughts or just undeveloped thoughts. It would start out well and then it would go away. So I thought I'd just start writing. This post will probably suck, but I'm writing, so that's something.

You know, Australia is great. I went away for a road trip this weekend up the coast. I got to experience some amazing scenery, got to ride a camel across a desert, hiked in a rainforest, walked on the beach, and saw a giant banana (really not that big).

I went to my first bed and breakfast. I don't think I like it. I feel like I'm intruding on someone's house (which I technically am). It's just creepy if you ask me. It was nothing against the people running it or the place. It was all lovely. The people were super nice. It's just strange that's all.

I need to figure out a way to make a lot of money. I think the island life is more what I need. This whole working all the time thing isn't working out for me. Anyone have a pyrmid scheme that I can get in early on?

I'm so glad I'll be moving next week. I think I'm very allergic to this apt I'm in. I'm always sneezing here. That and the new construction is making all kinds of bugs crawl out and that's freaking me out. I don't do bugs. They get dealt with extreme prejudice.

I could write about the thing that's actually on my mind, but not now. Probably not ever.