My Journey
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Panacea
– the cure for what ails ya! This weekend I went up to a spot called Riverview in the bush near Tatong, Victoria to Panacea. It was part music festival, part yoga festival and all awesome. Organised largley by Chloe, who brings experience from Folk Rhythm & Life, and Stefan, this was the first year Panacea was run.…
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Four Years!?
Yesterday, I got a notification from WordPress to tell me Happy Anniversary! It’s been four years since I started this blog, I’ve written over two hundred posts, which is almost one a week for that whole time! It’s also the fourth I year I’m doing NaNoWriMo, which feels pretty big. I’ve been asked a number…
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Choose Your Own Adventure!
It’s November and that means it’s NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) time again. I got off to a slow start but I’m cracking along now. I have a very dull/not busy/not hard job at the moment and I’m able to do quite a lot of writing while I’m there. It makes the time go faster…
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Coming Home to Two Bachelors!
Those of you who aren’t following me on Instagram or Facebook may not know that I had my graduation ceremony last night for the Bachelor of Letters from Monash University in Melbourne. I majored in Literature and History. As you can see the outfits are traditionally ridiculous, the ceremony lasts for a million years and…
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Let’s get selfish
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about the link between dating and my level of anxiety. There seems to be a very strong correlation between my decision to meet, or try to meet, someone with the goal of being in a romantic relationship with them and my level of self loathing. I spend a lot…
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I am That Woman
I am That Woman. I’m at a market with my sister I pick up a necklace With Frida Kahlo’s face on it. I put it back on the display wrong My sister turns to me, smiling, and asks: “What are you doing?” “Destroying the joint,” I reply, “I’ve been warned about women like you,” She…
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Homecoming Blues
Is there such a thing as post-travel blues? Because I’m pretty sure I have them. I’ve been back for exactly a week now and I still feel pretty lost and untethered. My trip was, at least in part, a celebration of the end of my second degree; a first step towards a new phase in…
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Goodbye to the Fringe
It’s my last day at the fringe*, I’m leaving early tomorrow and I feel a lot of things. I admit a fair whack of what I feel is tired, I didn’t get home till nearly 4am last night after the Crap Music Rave Party, but there are other feelings too. I think if Tomas Ford…



