People talk a lot about moving to be closer to the sea, but I’m drawn to flat land and endless horizons. I have no time for sand and humidity and floating in what is basically broth for a shark’s lunch. A big part of the reason I left Sydney was because more and more often I needed […]

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Guys, I staycationed. It wasn’t how I imagined it would be, I thought I would spend maybe one or two days unpacking my garage and cleaning my house and then the rest of the week reading books and the stack of magazines that’s threatening to topple and bury me at some point. Remember the December […]

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A couple of days ago I was chatting to a friend about the dreadful limbo of chronic illness when something is very wrong, but no official diagnosis has been found yet. Besides generally empathising and sharing some war stories, I tentatively gave her some advice I’ve thought a lot about, but never really voiced. When […]

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Orange is now just as humid as Sydney in the summer, which negates the main reason I left Sydney. There were many other reasons, it was expensive and having a bedroom window which opened onto four lanes of traffic feeding onto the M5 wasn’t exactly ideal for sanity, but the humidity was really the straw […]

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That thing where you’re mindlessly feeding carrot sticks into your mouth like logs on a conveyor belt, when you suddenly realise the stick halfway in is rotten and your brain immediately kicks into reverse like a little lumberjack and gets the stick the hell outta there. Obviously I am eating carrot sticks because it’s only […]

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Waking up in the throes of a flu-driven fever wasn’t unlike waking up with a hangover, except with less regrets. I swam slow laps of the pool with my mum and then napped through the heat of the day. I’d already given thought to what I want from 2019, keeping it small and practical: I […]

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