I handed in my resignation/ transfer request letter today.

After I sat back at my desk I was hit with a wave of panic.

Shit.. I'm really doing this. By this I mean leaving Perth for Melbourne.
I got heaps of reasons to go.

One is to fulfill the wish to move there when I first visited the beautifully planned city years ago. I love the trams, the arcades and being able to shop at Coles 3am because I can.

Another is in seek of new adventures. I feel like I'm trapped in a rut at the moment. Right now there is nothing in Perth that makes me want to stay.

And another I suppose is because I want to run away and escape. After all it has been a crap year so far. The break up and the break down. I need time and space. I need a breath of fresh air. I need to go to Melbourne.

The countdown begins.