It's my last night in Melbourne.
I've been waiting and waiting for this night for 3 years.
I should be bouncing around with a silly grin on my face.
But now that I'm here, I don't seem to feel anything.
No, that's not right.
Maybe it's the myriad of thoughts that are stepping on each other so violently I can't differentiate between them.
Maybe I'm too tired from the whole week of playing.
Or it's the thought of starting work.
Could be all the old and new friends I'm leaving here.
Or moving into a new phase in my ministry.
Maybe the excitement just hasn't reached my heart yet.
Or maybe it's just what everyone predicted - the Melbourne magic has finally sunk in during my last year.
I am going to miss heaps of stuff here.
But I have memories to take with me, and in that, I am blessed. :)
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Its human nature to always want change and yet we resist change. I'm only coming back for 6 weeks and I feel lost and confused too. but its ok as long as there's chicken rice and char kway teow
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