365 Days out of England

Today marks an entire year that I’ve been out of the UK.

A year always seems like a short time when you think about THIS day all that time ago, but it’s not until you look back at all the things you’ve done and all the places that you’ve been that you realise just how long a year is.

Ever since I made the decision to come home I’ve been thinking about the things that I’ve accomplished, not so much the things that I’ve done. Whilst I was in Melbourne, staying in the hostel especially – I met so many people who had done so many things whilst on their travels, and their stay in Melbourne had been so short because they were always on the move.

I can’t say that I moved so much – but in that, I learnt something about myself. I’ve learnt so many things about myself that I refuse to forget. Not that it’s over yet. I’ve still got another two months and a handful of days before I end up back in a place that I’ve come to call home. I have no idea how long I’ll be there, all I know is that I have a lot of things that I am  looking forward to, a lot of decisions to make and a lot of self-healing to finally allow myself to get, for myself.

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