I've passed a point where it would feel natural to be living there: Sydney seems distant.
Thinking about it now, I try to find a word to describe how I feel. I think I'll call it cinnamon.
I feel cinnamon.
01 March 2011
Two Years
A couple of days ago I inadvertently missed my "2 years since I left Australia" anniversary.
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Por lo menos no te sientes "terasi"... eso sí sería preocupante... Cheers from Chingapore
Por lo menos tengo algo suerte. Yo no entendiste "terasi" así que no es posible a sentirlo.
I have no idea what the comments above mine mean. But I wonder what spice I should be feeling now that I recently hit the 5 years since leaving Australia mark.
And yes, I AM being competitive. I can't help it.
let me think ... what spice should you be feeling now ... how about something bitter?
just bloody well come home. you've made your point.
Feelin like cumin?
very good jus tomat. no one i know is that clever. who the hell are you?
Just some tweety twit who got hooked on your blog couple of nights ago. This could be the next best thing after cakewreck's blogspot..
yay!
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