Rip It Up

“Leaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots. But you can’t do that – until your life has grown roots.”

-Paper Towns by John Green

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Clutching at Straws

On the 2nd May 2014, I stood on a bungy platform on top of a mountain, poised to jump. It was a freestyle bungy and I had somewhat foolishly elected to take a run up and dive off the platform. The drop was only 47m and I had done a bungy before, but nerves set in on my way up the mountain and my mind was desperately trying to convince me that to jump would be suicide.
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Happy New Year

How far a year can take us. Twelve months ago, I was in a menial job, living in a house I hated with people I didn’t much like and involved long-distance with a wanker banker Aussie who, two weeks into 2014, took a sledgehammer to my heart. It wasn’t all bad. I lived in the most beautiful place on earth, partied harder than I had since I was a teenager and enjoyed an amazing
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New Year, New Blog

Hello and welcome to Reader, I Didn’t Marry Him: the wit, wisdom and whimsy of a nomadic twenty-something. I’m Steph, 27, from England (Yorkshire born and bred) and currently living in Sydney, where I spend my time pratting about in a manner befitting a teenager and trying to second guess the truly bonkers Australian weather. The score is currently Aussie Weather 2, Steph 1.

The 1st of January typically inspires resolution, a chance to Continue reading