There seems to be so much left to do right now. Packing, clearing out the computer, catching up with as many friends as I can before I leave.
It's all happening so quickly, and every day that passes is one more day towards change.
Certain moments during the week have made me realise that I'm giving up a lot more than just comfort at work and with friends. It's not that I regret my decision to leave, because more than ever I know this is what I need to do; but leaving is never as easy as just walking out and leaving everything behind. I'll miss people, places, situations.
Yet times at dancing this week, singing at kareoke, learning new routines in musical theatre just reinforce the whole reason for my move - the idea of following yr dreams, doing exactly what you've always dreamed about. I have this love for the arts that I don't believe can be fulfilled here where I am now; and if all else fails when I move to Brisbane, all I need to do is remember the passion I feel when I dance, the desire I have to sing, sing, sing, and how once upon a time I believed that this dream could never be achieved. I have this opportunity now, and I'm not going to let it slip through my fingers.