My favourite season of the year: winter.
Also my favourite track off Kina Grannis’ new album (and I’m going to see her in concert soon):
It’s winter right now, and a bloody freezing one. Melbourne is in southern Australia, so it gets the chilliest down here (other than Tasmania and the rest of southernmost VIC).
Nearly eight months ago, I convinced myself that travel was my ultimate passion and dream. I kickstarted this blog for fun, in hopes of sharing my silly stories with my family and close friends. But in all honesty, I didn’t think anyone would really make time to sit down and read each post.
I’ve had many opportunities lately to think long and hard about what truly makes me happy, what my heart really loves (and needs), and what my purpose is in life (again – I always seem to change direction). I even re-evaluated the purpose of this blog. Well, I know its main purpose is to write for myself first and foremost because that’s when I’m able to pour my heart into a piece.
Living in Melbourne has sparked my creative juices tenfold – it’s Wellington on steroids. So much more to see, do, explore, eat (no offense, Wellington, but Melbourne’s food whips your ass), shop, listen to… it’s an artist’s haven.
Writing, creating, and listening to music are the three things that leave me smiling here in Melbourne. In such a beautiful city, I’ve still taken 99% of my time to meditate and focus on myself for good measures*.
*To all those humorous friends back home who think I should start my own YouTube “travel channel,” if you spent a day with me traveling on this side of the world, you’d see how Grandma Debs really lives out her days on trains and sleeping in a hostel room of 12 girls (will elaborate later). I’m pretty boring and ordinary.
HOWEVER. I would love to help inspire others with my words and visuals – none of that, “If you can dream it, you can do it,” cheesy crap, either. Sorry, but more often than not, you have to fall flat on your face and cry and get scarred before you even achieve your dreams in a heartbeat.
As I experience my first-ever “winter in summer” (being that it’s roasting hot back in California), I end this with my disclaimer: My story isn’t being fully told– those other details remain a beautiful secret, but the direction of this blog is turning to be more creatively inspiring (whether through travel, art, writing, music, etc.) thanks to this.