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I'm not a big fan of change.
Especially when it's something that WAS good and has now become, well.. you could've guessed it - bad.
Being away from home for so long, and coming back to something that is completely different can be a bit much to handle. Each time I'm up, something is different - friends, family, events, gossip, places, just general THINGS. The worst part is that sometimes it's even me.
I didn't really have that many expectations from my trip up to Brisbane. I hoped it might give Andy and myself a refresh of appreciation for the luxury of being close to one another. I hope I'm not disappointed in that aspect.
I know I should adjust to change, but sometimes it can leave me feeling out of place and uncomfortable. That's pretty much the last thing I want. I really need to enjoy this holiday or I'll get back to Sydney feeling as though nothing's changed at all and I'll be just as worn out as when I left.
Each day all I can think is "what's the date.. how long til I have to go back to work". I just need to relax and do everything that I wanna do before I get home. My latest theory is that I should wake up early and go to bed late. That way the days seem longer.
I suppose I shouldn't complain.. not a day has gone by where I've been sitting home all day wondering how my finger got up my butt. I've been out every night or day since I arrived. But for some reason it still feels inadequate.
1 week down, 2 to go. I still need to see woman, katie, the casino, thrift stores, 1 ska gig, 1 festival in the valley of some sort for 4zzz, surfers paradise, my sisters (all 3 of them together at once).
Especially when it's something that WAS good and has now become, well.. you could've guessed it - bad.
Being away from home for so long, and coming back to something that is completely different can be a bit much to handle. Each time I'm up, something is different - friends, family, events, gossip, places, just general THINGS. The worst part is that sometimes it's even me.
I didn't really have that many expectations from my trip up to Brisbane. I hoped it might give Andy and myself a refresh of appreciation for the luxury of being close to one another. I hope I'm not disappointed in that aspect.
I know I should adjust to change, but sometimes it can leave me feeling out of place and uncomfortable. That's pretty much the last thing I want. I really need to enjoy this holiday or I'll get back to Sydney feeling as though nothing's changed at all and I'll be just as worn out as when I left.
Each day all I can think is "what's the date.. how long til I have to go back to work". I just need to relax and do everything that I wanna do before I get home. My latest theory is that I should wake up early and go to bed late. That way the days seem longer.
I suppose I shouldn't complain.. not a day has gone by where I've been sitting home all day wondering how my finger got up my butt. I've been out every night or day since I arrived. But for some reason it still feels inadequate.
1 week down, 2 to go. I still need to see woman, katie, the casino, thrift stores, 1 ska gig, 1 festival in the valley of some sort for 4zzz, surfers paradise, my sisters (all 3 of them together at once).