The Changing Seasons

I feel like my world is changing with the weather.

Recently, every morning on my way to work, at my station while waiting for the train I look up at the sky - in all its vastness - and just wonder.

Alone again, naturally

I think there is an awakening afoot.

Is this restlessness?

And if it is, what is it caused by?

Work and study.

Upcoming reunions.

Same organisation, different role.

Holding my tongue.

Change at home.

Finding out where I fit.

I think it’s the inevitable unavoidable decisions on the horizon.

Sitting on the couch, drinking green tea, watching the sun slowly begin to set. There's something beautiful about Melbourne in Autumn - I wonder if I’ll be around to experience this again next year.

It's funny, because I never thought I would be where I am one year ago.

Maybe this is a part of growing up.