Well hello. I know that many months have passed without a word from me and part of that is because so much has happened that I didn’t know where to start. I am finally starting to feel that I am at a place where I can process the past few months and I figured now was as good a time as any to bring you up to speed.
It’s been 105 days since I arrived back in Perth and some days it still feels strange. I’m working at the bookstore I left when I moved while I’m looking for something in my field which has been difficult. Jobs in the arts and culture sector are thin on the ground at the moment and highly competitive but I’m determined to find something. To halt the creeping madness that comes from working solely in retail, I’m also volunteering at a local Art Gallery which has been great, the exhibitions change quite frequently and the staff are lovely and it’s been a really positive experience so far. I’ve also finally bitten the bullet and have started a short course in French. I’ve wanted to learn a language for as long as I can remember and while French is certainly one of the more daunting languages I could have chosen especially given my complete lack of exposure to it before now, I am really enjoying learning it and really want to continue on towards fluency. It will be a long while before that happens but at least I’m taking baby steps towards that goal.
There are still a lot of things about where I’m at right now that I wish were different. I’m using my brother’s car while I save up to buy my own. He’s on his learners permit and the car is otherwise sat on the driveway so the arrangement works for the moment. I’ve moved back in with my parents which luckily coincided with them moving into a bigger house that sits opposite a nature reserve. It’s peaceful and out of the way and suits me fine until I find somewhere to rent.
I still miss Liverpool every day. It brought me so many opportunities that I never would have had, taught me so much about myself and what I’m capable of. I made so many wonderful friends that make me wish I could mould the planet like play dough until the two cities closest to my heart could be right next to each other for me to flit between them as I choose. To try and numb the pain of it I’ve been trying to throw myself into life in Perth, trying new things and trying to say yes to whatever opportunities come my way. I was supposed to be doing the Colour Run this weekend which is so far outside of my comfort zone I don’t think that it may as well be on a different planet. However, after a stint in hospital for a few nights with terrifically painful stomach ulcers at the beginning of this week, I’ve had to postpone that idea. All the best laid plans. I’m on the mend now and feeling more like myself again every day. It gave me a shake up though and I don’t think I’ll be taking my health for granted for a while. For the next week it’s drug and bed rest central up in this house. I’ve powered through a few films and episodes of Gilmore Girls in the past few days, let me tell you.
If you’re still here reading this after these many months, I salute you. There is more to come soon.