California.

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Uhh the place that has truly stole a special place in my heart. Very few places that feel like home when it’s not your home. But. California. I seem to be always California Dreaming

This has been the place that keeps calling me back, over the past twelve months I have managed to return endlessly, whilst travelling around America and Central America although I love it and leave it constantly, leaving never gets easier.

One day I shall call California Home!

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We’re all so different, yet we’re all so alike

My first blog post is meant to tell you, about me. Although I find humans are so complex how am I suppose to possibly describe myself when I am constantly changing, in each environment I am different. How can I tell you I am confident? When I am sitting at job interview, and it feels like the room is lacking oxygen and each word I speak feels like there will be vomit that follows. That the room is instantly shrinking. I am getting hotter and the air is getting thicker. Though if you put me amongst strangers I will ask them a million and one questions.

Therefor I will give you the facts, as of right now I am 23 years old, far from my home and my family in Melbourne, Australia. My favourite thing in this world is my cat. I have the most chaotic and insane, yet incredible and supporting family. I have these beautiful friends that continue to inspire me each day and continue to be better humans than I could ever be.

Insert life story in between. Blah blah blah .. rather you keep living your life than the boring bits and pieces of mine. I’ll give you the good bits later.

and I will tell you why in this current moment I want to write, and it’s for the obvious reasons. I have heard and read stories that make me feel like I am a better person for knowing these. Because I meet people, and I read books and in a lot of moments I thank the lord that I received that. Simply because everybody is incredible, something among many things, shape them and when you hear these stories you are grateful, for the fact somebody was courageous to speak, and you were the lucky person that listened. And then we go on carrying these stories of other people. Just like that. We are bonded with people that are merely strangers. Yet maybe you will mention that stranger or maybe you will do something slightly different because of them.

I think maybe through my experiences another person may find peace that their not alone in this world. And that’s all I want, for everybody to know that they’re not alone, they are loved, and the sun will set and rise again and life, it goes on.

May god bless you.

Courtney Jean x