I spent Saturday morning sitting by the rocks near my home.. legs dangling over the edge and watching the waves crash silently into the shore.. Trying to recuperate mentally that I'm back in Sydney. It's strange coming home after making a new city your home.. It almost feels like a do-over, but then it feels like you never left. When you become accustomed to the rhythm of fast paced concrete jungle life, you forget what it's like to just chill.. to have time to be bored.. to be able to lie on the sand for hours, to sit in a cafe for as long as you want because there isn't a waiting list, to be able to stroll through the city during peak hour. It's incredible to have the ability to go for a dip in the ocean every morning and being able to walk around in nothing but a dress.. but the nostalgia of electric new york life is slowly catching up to me.. so I hope you guys are ready to experience that nostalgia with me.. I have about over 3000+ photos worth of memories to share.
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