Well hello, I’m back. I haven’t written in a long time. Not just in this context, and I don’t mean I haven’t written at all, but in the creative context where I’m writing for really no reason at all. You could argue this is indeed for different reasons, and primarily, I guess I’m writing for my future self to look back on, reflect, and remember this moment in time I decided to reboot this blog.

AI is so prolific in my life at the moment that I use it a lot at work for writing emails, summarising, and aiding my tasks. I’ve come to rely on it a fair amount, actually. But this isn’t written by AI, and I don’t want it to be. It’s not perfectly constructed, though hopefully, at least, free of spelling errors.

I was talking last night with David about the fact that it’s been almost 8 years since the last post. I had been an adult for only a few years, and I’ve now experienced adulthood for 12 years. Time has passed, flown even. I’ve experienced my entire 20’s, I’ve been happy, sad, depressed, anxious, excited, felt alive, and felt like dying. In a whole decade, you really experience a spectrum. You’d think I’m a whole new person. I guess I’m not, I’m very much still me, but I sure am older than I was, maybe wiser too.

We live in patterns, often ones we repeat cyclically. At this exact point in time, I’m writing in my bedroom (Turtur), which is the same bedroom I’ve lived in for the majority of my time in Australia. With enough time passing I’ll look back on this when it’s not fresh in my memory and I’ll reflect about that. I hope I’m happy. I wonder how I’ll feel, thinking back to a place I no longer live, can reach, or touch. I’m excited to see what I think. The fondness of time.

Right now, I’m listening to music through my Positive Grid Spark 2, which I recently bought along with the electric guitar. They were less than a week apart, and it was a present to myself for quitting smoking. It’s currently day 34, and I’m sure it’s kept growing. I have a hopeful optimism about that.

David got me a candle at the Stables today. It’s beautiful weather, and the scent of vanilla and Himalayan magnolia is just starting to fill the room. I’m excited for the prospects.

I mentioned patterns and cycles. I know they exist because I’ve existed in one governed by food, weight, diet, bad habits, and outlook. It’s all part of life. I guess what I’m trying to do is be mindful, and try and break them. That’s also something I’ve said many, many times.

This time, is really no different from any other. I’ve done a bit of a reset, I’m eating better, not smoking, being mindful of my thoughts, appreciating the small things. Time can only tell. All I know is, time passes regardless of if you’re watching. So hopefully this is something interesting to look back on.

Today, the Barcade at Six Twelve is closing, and there’s an event on from 12 till late. It’s currently almost 2, and I’ve decided I’m going. It’s too nice outside to not. It’s also a bit ironic talking about being healthy and going to Six Twelve, I wonder if I’ll still be driven by the prospects when I look back on this. Either way, I’m excited.

So here’s to a little revival. I’m hoping that I can continue to make posts. I’m not committing to regular updates, more so just something that I can occasionally go to and keep note of my life. Fill in the blanks for when years down the line, I can reminisce.