day 10

a bit cold this morning. 

day 9

day 8

weighed down by the decisions we make. 

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although its good it doesn't seem worth it, i now realize that is home is where the hear is then mine is back amongst friends. back amongst sunshine, surf and stars, what an experience, you never appreciate things until they are completely gone.
come home.

day 7

why is a raven like a writing desk?

neither one is made of cheese.

day 6 trigger happy

little bro's soccer game, 19-1 he scored 9

hero? i think so.

all my back yard

day 5

dwelling place

day 4

Kingston beach

day 3

Sunrise from my room

day 2.

around home

Day 1

first sights of new homeland.

welcome home.

So welcome to a new wonderland, where the grass is green and the trees and a dream. Where the water runs everywhere and the roads are bare. The place where opportunity lies, where it’s nice to be nobody, and a nobody I am. Home is homey and life is easy. Creativity lives and neglect dies. The time has come to embrace and not shun, when everything is settled with the lack of a gun. I must say I like this place, of picturesque chills.
Welcome home. 

13 hours.

it hits hard, when your life is packed up in a suit case, and all you have left are the memories.

so simply so good,

the two years that were, are and will forever be in my memory.

worth every second, every cent, every sale, every loss, every new friend, every new opportunity, grateful customer, every maccas run,  every happy grom, every kook, every pro, every person that set up camp on the buzzer, but most of all it was worth all the relationships, the staff, the companies, the customers & most of all the boys. you know who you are.

Thank you and no good bye but a, have a good one.

peace.

☮

Looking Back.

"So where i am is killing me,
i have nothing to gain nor lose if i stay.
So that be the case what is the the reason for staying?
If they say home is where the heart is, then well my heart has been left behind.
Can't say that i for one care for current arrangements.
Changes need to be met, stages need to be set.
Biding good bye from someone whos heart lies 2000k's away.

This needs to change or cease."


Less than a month ago i posted this, after arriving back from places beyond. Being back was killing me. 
A few days later i resigned, and booked my tickets out of this place. Today i see my room packed up, my car sold, and just over a week until i leave. 
Honestly i will only be happier when i get off of the plane and step into the cold Tassman winds. 
To every one left on the Gold Coast all i have to say is fair well, and get out of your comfort zone because in discomfort begins growth. With out growth ceases knowledge.