These past 6 months were there for you to enjoy it. To be young and reckless and not give a fuck about consequences. “Fuck it” became your motto and you bloody stood by it. Your focus was on taking advantage of your last moments in Perth. In a city that you have called home for 21 years. You were on a mission to live for the story. To travel, to go to the beach, to get a spontaneous tattoo, to drink rum and drink some more, to go to bars, to go to your favourite bar until you could order a “usual,” to rebel, to dance, to have sex, to be adventurous, to do things you thought you wouldn’t do, to have fun. Your intuition told you that all of this was something you had to go through, to embrace the feeling of being lost. You took it all to the extreme. And you have gone through it all with no regrets.
Now, you are in transition. You have learnt a lot. You’ve learnt patience, to let go of attachments and expectations, to know who matters most, to not take your family for granted. You’ve learnt that your actions affect the people around you and there is a balance between living for yourself and caring about those close to you. You’ve also discovered yourself even more and you have become more confident in who you are. You discovered your love for writing and you finally feel like you are going in the right direction.
The next 6 months are going to be different. Sure, you'll still have your fun, you'll still be making a fool out of yourself, you'll still make mistakes because you're human. But there is a spark in you and you are now working harder than ever to create the life you truly want. There is a big change coming and you are ready.