I think the Universe is trying to tell me something. I think it's trying to tell me that I belong in a Village.
Villages that start with the letter "A".
How is it I can move to the other side of the world, pretty much unassisted and have no qualms about it, but the thought of moving to Sydney freaks me out because of it's apparent pace, price and pretention?
Meanwhile, you can't swing a bike light in this town without seeing someone who looks kind of interesting ONCE and then running into them online or in person and then figuring out where they fit into the fold.
Careful what you wish for...
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