It’s been a very Australian evening.
Last night, I came home to a package from such a sweetheart of a friend, Katrina.
It was FILLED with the sweetest Australian goodies.
So, tonight, I made myself an affogato. It’s a treat that I would constantly order in Oz that consisted of espresso poured on top of vanilla ice cream… to. die. for.
And I put it in my new, amazing mug of Sydney.
She also gave me the necklace that I’m wearing that bears a strong resemblance to the necklace I wore constantly in Sydney: Magic Presents.
It is so nice to be taken back to Sydney, Australia tonight. The time there was overall shitty. I had nothing. No friends. No idea who I was or who I wanted to be. I had to rebuild myself from the ground up. Isn’t that amazing? I did it. It was such a beautiful time of finding myself. BEAUTIFUL.
I started writing. I started dancing. I started loving. I let go of so much and grabbed hold hard of the things I want in my life, inside of my soul, forever.
So, tonight, I’ll probably make another affogato, take some time to dance in my kitchen, write, write, write, and spend sometime with myself.
Thanks, Katrina, for all the wonderful presents…
…and for helping me remember such a beautiful time in my life.
I love you dearly!
a song i was mildly obsessed with in oz…
and another, that will always make me think of k$…