It’s officially on my most perfect collection of gorgeousness… next week work time kicks off! This means black coffee every morning, clothing with creases, and word slinging in a whole new way. My job will involve mostly reading complicated things that genius-like people write about national transport happenings in Australia and breaking it down into language for the people.

Yup… I take word nerd to a whole new level…

I need to be back in a steady job. I’m driving myself mad with creative spilling. And like I was on about the other day, the ‘you’re broke’ monkey dancing on my shoulders while I’m trying to write memoir chapters and a new poetry book is distracting me.

In addition to the happiness my bank account will have, my mental state is bound to be a bit chipper at the gesture of being around a group of people that actually need me because of how I work words. Sure it’s technical opposed to creative, but getting paid as a Writer in any regard gets kudos in my small scope of this big world

Plus sometimes I like having an excuse to wear lipstick and play dress-ups…

So there you have it. On my thirteenth day back in Oz it all kicks off. Once I stop tripping on how to afford food I can only imagine the stories to come!!