...For what feels like the first time in my life.

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Many wheels are turning, cogs are groaning and the big machine is slowly coming to life. As to which machine I’m referring to, you can go ahead and interpret that however you like.

This is where I live. In many ways, this is what I am.

Much of the time I am alone but I am never lonely. And although God has always been with me, lately it has just been so much better.

I apologise for offending anyone but I’ve always spoken candidly. Albeit occasionally… or frequently to far too great a degree.

I’m on a plane again in a few hours. It has been a while but as they say, it never rains but it pours. My desktop wallpaper features Spike Speigl walking in the rain (thanks Yoko Kanno and Steve Conte.)

I’ll be in Adelaide by tomorrow afternoon, then on to the Gold Coast a day after that. I get to sleep on the floor of a studio-in-construction and talk engineering for a few days before my parents arrive from Canberra and we check in to alternate accommodation. I don’t actually know why any of us are going on this trip but I have faith that its’ purpose will be revealed in due course.

It just feels good to be moving again. To breathe sweeter air and look down on the clouds. To feel the wind on my face and through my mane and stand alone looking out at the ocean and know, for once, for the first time in my life, that there is nowhere else I would rather be.

I am happy.

I have found some small measure of peace.