Day to Myself - Dear Luna



Dear Luna,

Today, my cousin was not feeling great, which means today was the day that I adventured around Sydney by myself, just like my mum did all those years ago when she too was my age. I find it incredible that in 1989, thirty-four years ago, my mum was roaming around the streets of Sydney. I always believe that everything is happening at once. I'm not sure how to explain but for some reason, I believe the events of yesterday are happening once again, and the events which are going to happen in fifty years are happening as well. This therefore means, there will be moments in my time when I am walking the same path as my mum, she's just doing it thirty-four years before me, but yet at the same time. It's confusing, but maybe other people see time like this as well.

Before coming here, I planned a few ideas of places I wanted to visit during our first stay in Sydney, and one of them was visiting the Diamond Bay Reserve. This forty-five-minute walk in the sun made me wish I could have visited this country years ago. There is something about this place that makes me feel comfortable, and I'm not going to lie, I am warming to the idea of moving here for a year, but I guess we will see how the rest of my time in this country will be. 
Unfortunately, when I arrived, it was shut off to the public, but I was still able to see this reserve even if I was not close by. And from then, I carried on walking along the cliff's edge, taking in the views of the sealine. 

Even standing there, watching the stillness of the sea become chaotic as it beat against the rocks of the cliffs, I still couldn't wrap my head that I am in Australia. And still, right now, I don't believe this is true. That I am in the same country as my mum was at my age, making my own memories and having a laugh. But I am here, I am exploring, and I am witnessing things that I might never ever see again. 
I've been wanting to come to this country ever since I've known my parents came here with my sister when she was one and I was nowhere close to existing. Now, I am here, and I'm not sure I'm ever going to come to terms that I am in this country, even when I am back home, I'm going to be looking back at these pictures, trying my best to convince myself that this person in the photo is me and not some stranger. 

Having the day to myself, the chance to walk around the unknown without company but my own is a gift that I will never take for granted. It was a reminder that doing things by yourself is completely fine and doable.

And doing this makes me want to do more activities alone that people would normally do with another or a group, such as going to the cinema or going out to eat.

I am independent, a privilege that not everyone has and I am so glad that I do.

Until next time, Luna ❤️❤️❤️

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