Break ups can be tough. They aren’t easy and there’s always the awkward part in the middle, the moving and parting of the things. But I’m afraid it’s time. I swear it’s not you, it’s me Canberra. I’m leaving you for somebody else. It’s time for me to get out and explore the big bad city in Sydney and chase my dream career path.
A fleeting romance of only 8 months, it’s hard to walk away with what can seem like unfinished business, but opportunity knocks and you have to follow your heart right?
We’ll always have the memories Canberra. To my first day here; not realising that catching a taxi from Belconnen to Kingston was going to set me back $40 and not even realising that Woden or even the Canberra centre was a much closer choice.
Making new friends and throwing myself outside of my comfort zone into Meetup groups, meeting what would be one of the most amazing group of intelligent and successful girlfriends a girl could be lucky enough to meet. To making so many friends that I’m so sad I can’t take them with me.
From my first experience of the world famous Floriade, to my first hike up Mount Ainslie. Morning and sunset walks around Lake Burley joining in the comradery of fellow runners or fitness fanatics. To learning the hard way how to put on snow chains up to the Thredbo, to not realising the potential of our wine region surrounding us.
Brunches in Londsdale street, and more than an afternoon/evening spent at Hopscotch and Honkytonks. To even once or twice upon a time wearily dancing the night away at a Canberra institution Mooseheads where DJ Felixx is almost part of the furniture he works so much!
Even in my time here, I got a chance to know myself better, to grow and change and feel as content with the scenery around me. Turning 30, and all of a sudden realising that I was no longer about the music on 104.7 and all about the music on Mix, and a even daily dose of 2CC.
But with every relationship things aren’t perfect. I won’t miss paying my 15c for my near on 100 plastic bags I seem to never remember to take to the shops, the lack of late Thursday night trading, the chronic hayfever spells and the serious lack of ocean.
But those negatives aren’t even enough to change my mind, it’s been a heck of a time and nothing what I expected when I hopped on a plane from Perth May of this year.
Whoever may meet you next should find themselves extremely lucky. You are surprising, unique and absolutely loveable. I can’t speak of you high enough my dear love Canberra, and will always remember you fondly.