One thing that you realise when you're running away from something- is that you cant really run. You can crash at a friends place, run away for the weekend or visit cousins for a week. Or like me, you'll travel 10,000 miles, over 24 hours, change to planes and think 2 months and 21 days can make you forget. As usual it all starts with a boy. A love, a break up, playing best friend when you should be leading lady and ofcourse the other woman. So, heart broken and blessed with the invitation to visit cousins in Sydney (timing i tell you) I now find myself here, at Rockdale relaxing at 11:42pm. It has been great so far, to spare you the details (and the effort to type so much at this hour) I will
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