Conclusion

Hey hey Sydney, it’s completely awful to be back. I feel like I’ve just been on this incredible roller coaster ride, only to have it come to an abrupt end, be rudely ejected out of my seat and straight into a coffin with the lid quickly nailed shut. The entire year has disappeared like a dream, and the SuperMe who lived it, who touched every colour of the spectrum from 0 to 10, must be put away, due to make a reappearance at an unknown date. Welcome back to living conservatively, flat and nothing, like this city.

My life is in shambles. It was all plotted out til now and I rushed in headlong, sucked by the tremendous force, what joy. So the great cannon went, School… University… Travel… A lifetime of the world opening up, petal by petal unfurling. I wanted to see all the riches on offer and gobble it up. And no one can deny I didn’t, I kicked the shit out of that baby for all it was worth! But where to and what to now? Just scrambling in the darkness with no guiding light. My chest grows tight in panic.