And so it is...
Today's been in the making for a while - it was always something I knew that I'd eventually do but the details were shrouded. There were several 'almosts' and then one day something happened and the switch flipped in my head and before I knew it I wanted to do "the right thing". And now, here I am, SQ238 seat 74K, 1100hrs...
My hands are shaking, possibly from carrying my bags throughout the airport, or perhaps from being hungover or even fear or more appropriately, trepidation. I'm tired and feeling really emotionally raw. So I'm going to just give in and indulge in what chemicals like codeine and Valium do. And when I wake on the other side, I'd have passed the "farewell Melbourne" stage and be revving to take on the " I'm back, Singapore" chapter.
I believe they say "one step at a time" - well, here goes.
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