When I was first thinking about going to Australia I decided to make a to do list. Everything seems so much more manageable when you have a list. At first, my list was short and sweet – tell my mother, tell friends, get visa, get tickets, fly. This was going to be easy I thought. Drop some news, spend some cash. Easy. Decided that it wasn’t worth telling my mother anything until I knew if I could get a visa. No point in upsetting her without a reason. Applying for…
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Upbeat, optimistic, excitable – these three words combined have never been used to describe me. Maybe one. Rarely two. But never, ever all three at the same time. Despite that little fact, this is exactly how I’ve felt about my upcoming transhemispheric relocation. Think that people have been so shocked by my optimism that a few of them have taken me aside for a brief confessional. Not actually wishing for me to breakdown and admit that I’m totally dreading the move, but maybe that I would express some doubts or…
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