My thoughts

A city with weather tantrum. Melbourne.  I have never cared much about Australia, I am not saying this out of spit but I really judged a book by its cover. I saw a country that wanted to be a continent, a massive land with so few people an interesting history to say the least. And as any normal ordinary person I decided no that country is not for me.  However, fate had other things for me, I first stepped into Sydney. It was ok, I didn't have much time to see the city but i found it intriguing and rather similar to what I was use to (without the crime and hate of course). Then I had another opportunity to see another side of the country/continent - Melbourne. I was told the weather goes a bit haywire. I thought well it cant be that bad. What I wasn't told was how amazing the rains and winds could get and the sweet sweet smell of the sea. Just the enjoyable pleasures of nature in the concrete jungle. I have found it rather intriguing and fun. There is still s...

Travelling to new places has become a regular feature in my life now. It is always so abrupt and sudden that the journey begins and ends before I have the chance to explore the possibilities of what could be.  It was wasn't any different when I travelled to Sydney for just one week. So many things to see so little time and somehow my body insisted it had to remind in South African Time, so I was extremely dull during the day and almost bunny energy at night.  I had to stretch myself more than I thought I could do - what I had to do in Sydney involved a lot of talking and interaction with people (I have to say my people's skills has become so much better than before). I had so many suggestions of where I needed to visit before I left such a beautiful city in less than 48 hours. I was able to cross off all three sights on my list.  Sydney Bridge Bondi Beach Sydney Opera House   It was a good glimpse of what is to come this ye...

I had said I want to take you along my journey this year. I may have forgotten all about being social until I realised that I had accepted to go for a social outing on Friday night. As a perfectly normal woman - I had 'nothing' to wear. I was an hour late to the event. I am so ashamed of myself for doing that but that will be a story for another time. I had a really good time at the social. Meeting people outside of work is always stressful because I never know what to say and what jokes are  actually suppose to be funny so my laughter comes like a video chat with bad internet reception almost 30 full seconds after the laughter began. I had said I was going to be more social this year and I was determine to do that. The highlight of the night was when I was leaving : : Not like that ..... I was excited someone invited me to go hiking. Something I have always wanted to do but never felt up to it. You see I am one who only excises if there is a reward at the end and some of...

The thing about change is that it is extremely uncomfortable. If anyone is like me, then change is usually unplanned and rushes in like a whirlwind with no explanations. I don't know if it is good thing as I have mentioned before I am a planner. If anything doesn't go according to plan then my entire world has been affected. However,  last year I decided to go with the flow and not make any plans. It had been a roller coaster ride. As the year slowly crawled to an end I felt as though I had been through a washing machine and yet to come out. I was and still am constantly tired and there are so many things to do but not enough time. There is nothing like work-life balance, that sort died by March 2018. I don't know where 'relaxing' is and definitely holiday ran away from me. All the things that would make me be as 'normal' as possible. I am not sure I was ever meant to be 'normal' thought, it is not a batch of honour but I believe it is the crazines...