So this week was meant to be the best week of my life. official leaving the nest permanently. not just down the road or next suburb either. like two states away. everything was perfect up until the day before i left. with arriving at adelaide airport i had to sit around for 4 hours, find out that both plan A and plan B appartments, were out of the option. within 4 days i have been betrayed by my employers and so called friends. i have become broke. i am literally sitting in my office at 11:47pm because i broke in so i didn’t have to sleep on the street.
funny thing is, i’m not even worried because i know everything will turn out like its meant to be.
