We pack up and start leaving Sydney.
We turn onto the freeway. Heading north. Heading home.
As the bus tyres spin on the road beneath us, I am acutely aware of the ever expanding distance between me and my Sydney experiences.
I want to go back. I want to repeat them.
This trip has opened my eyes to the opportunities that exist. An awareness within myself, of what I want, has been ignited. And I am so grateful for that. I have new additions to my plans for this year, and I can only see good things coming from those.
I felt my ballet knowledge expand so rapidly in that one lesson, it makes me feel sad that I might not experience that again for a while.
And having that experience has made me miss it all the more. It’s like I now have a more solid, experienced awareness of what I am missing out on.
I know that this too shall pass. I know that there are amazing things to come this year. But I really just wanted to give myself the moment to feel it all.