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Because it’s me… also Australia

After switching all of my plans and extensive $12,000 puppy relocation efforts… I made an executive decision.

Australia or bust kids…

While living close to Europe for so long, whisking in and out in a seven hour blink, has been divine… I’m not yet prepared to retire on the southern coast.

I’ve been excited to go home for too long. Therefore, the furry creatures and I will leave New York City for a drive across country in two weeks.

I will endeavor to have my blah-g fixed up in time. Once I get back to Oz, I’ll have heaps of time to bring things back up to scratch.

Being in Manhattan over six years, I’ve barely had time to sleep…

Damn. Time flies when you live in midtown. Real talk.

I can’t wait to start my new phase of life with husband number three somewhere in the tropics. I found a job that looks like it will stretch my brain right in a neighborhood I’d like to reside. I’m going to write them a letter and see what happens.

I feel like I’m running as fast as I ever have, while being as still as I’ve ever been.

Strange things always happen when it’s time for me to bounce across continents…

I haven’t really been around to talk about my life in a minute. Here’s to what lies next…

but it’s ok…

Three husbands at 39 is a lot…

Everything I haven’t said in Interfuckville is inked.

Love and light, good luck… more soon

mood AF. ode to bey.

Tonight, and this weekend in general, I’ve been like (af)…

My sincere apologies for officially becoming the whack blah-ger who isn’t here on the daily. It’s not that my thoughts and energy aren’t excited about rounding out the whole Australia to Manhattan back to Australia circle, girl – it just takes a lot of bloody work.

Fortunately, as a light working species on this planet…

I totally got this.

I spent the St Paddy’s holiday weekend feeding boys corned beef and plotting, scheming, etc. In midtown, of course. April is set to be my last full month in the states. As a never say never’er… I’m sitting mad tight for like six weeks.

“We can skip small talk, let’s get right to the chase.”

The puppies are like 87% clear of the great Aussie exodus. Two babies, one Spanish viking, a few notebooks and some cASH.

“Tell me something, where your boss at? The ladies up in here, they like to talk back.”

In closing – I love that Bey is touring with her man but the objectification of women on Earth continues to distract me sometimes, as much as I endeavor to avoid screens.

We all know Bey is completely hotter than her man, but somehow what he’s doing gets more attention. God bless the tour.

Anyways, also… Krishna Das:

stay blessed give blessings.

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