The light at the end of the tunnel

If you thought I’ve been absent/lazy this week, in comparison to my enthusiastic near-daily posts last week, you’d be right, sort of. I’ve been absent, but not due to slothfulness. It’s been a bit ‘meh’ combined with ‘argh!’, with a sprinkling of ‘WTF’. Why is it that some weeks are harder than others, for no other reason besides the fact that they’re just ‘so’?

The recent London posts got me thinking… and I realised the other day that I’ve been in Sydney for a while – 10 years in January – and that, my friends, is one year more than the time I spent in London. I wasn’t quite done when I left there, as you can imagine, but I felt like it was time to come home. What am I saying? Nothing really. I’m not upping sticks from Sydney any time soon – well, not next month anyway! – but I have been feeling a sort of restlessness, if you know what I mean.

The upcoming path to the end of the year feels like it will be a long, ponderous one. But I’m focusing on the light at the end of the tunnel. (What light? What’s planned? Ask me again in the new year.)

The photos here were taken somewhere in Rome’s Foro Romano. Hot, sweaty afternoon. As usual the Hub was waiting for me, and other people were wondering if they were in my shot.

Rome-Foro (2)


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