Over the Christmas period I was lucky enough to get a stop over in Canberra. I lived there for about eight years from when I was 14 until 24.
I never really wanted to leave but I was not going to be able to stay and be happy. Our family went through an intense period and I was not in the best mental state. Since moving to Melbourne I never missed Canberra and thought myself to be in a much better city with more opportunities and less worries.
I always came back about twice a year. It was something to look forward to but only to measure how far I thought I had progressed living in a bigger, “cooler” place. Denial. Canberra is a socially rich place with an unmatched quality of life.
However I never really considered my time there like I have in the last few months. Everything that is significant in my life happened there. A few days after Christmas I walked around the new Canberra in civic for about 5 hours. I had a memory everywhere that I looked. I choked back my tears.
I grieve a loss of time and will never in my mind move far away from that city or the events that took place there. I would like to elaborate more on that with the people of the ACT and I shall in time but perhaps with a different medium.
I really liked being in Canberra if only to upset myself in thinking how little I have done since leaving. I want my Canberra years back.