I've always been an observer. I could tell you an array of random things about the tendencies of other people, but I've never quite been an observer of myself. So, when I realised I was going to be in another continent for the majority of the next month (beginning this coming Monday), I decided to look inwards and find out what I think I would miss the most. It defined my version of normalcy; the variables, and what I hope are/will be the constants;
1. My wallet, keys, phone and ipod. The essentials. They pretty much identify me. These are things that everybody has, but these particular ones belong uniquely to me.
2. The generally shoddy transport system here in Queensland, and my go-card. I'll miss that. It really makes home, home.
3. Going through the west side of Brisbane every day. It's beautiful, old, raw. Not to mention the small, local convenience stores and coin-operated laundromats. They totally make life worth living.
4. People - eating my aunt's cooking, falling asleep to my uncle on the PS3, my cousin's nursing textbooks lying around the house, us adolescents laying strewn across the couch and floor, being unsociable with our laptops. The kids from school. That Zac-child.
5. Home, naturally. In particular, the bathroom heater, my living room carpet and the proximity of my bed to the floor.
6. Zac's home. Our past is in there.
7. The music room. My home at school. A humble sanctuary for the scarce population of musicians at SMT. It's slowly being invaded by the outside world. Oh well.
8. Stress, being pressured, the constant feed of information. It feels natural and familiar now; it's what I'm used to and know.
9. The Internet, my laptop, local phone calls, texts, and other such electronic functions. Why have I become so dependent on communication?
10. The sun, and the sky that harbours the stars that I see, because it won't be the same one in Europe.