finally…

And so, after over two years and six months, I finally finish my photo album – the record of my trip around Australia. I am not sure why, but I feel the need to document this moment and the emotions that are surfacing now that I have completed this simple act. It maybe because I have just spent the weekend with people I met over there. It maybe not.

Whatever – looking through from the pasty-skinned start with Stewart at Heathrow to the (unfortunately) pasty-skinned return to my Mum & Dad at Heathrow two years later, I realise how lucky I have been to experience all I experienced, meet everyone I met, see everything I saw.

Everything you do in life moulds the person that you are, and if you are one of those that added a kink, an unexpected nook, to the mould that I currently fit, then thankyou.

Sometimes I feel like the luckiest person to have ever lived…