I don’t know who or what I want to be. I recently published a diary entry over on here last week: you can read that here – so the fact that I’m completely and utterly lost right now most likely won’t be a surprise to anyone who reads my content. But bare with me.
I turn 24 in June, by now I thought I’d have my shit together; how wrong was I. Seeing people my age, whether it being close friends, family or my partner doing so well, I find it difficult to comprehend that I’m still stuck in a bubble I simply cannot burst and haven’t been able to since I was around eighteen.
As I woke up to a cold and misty morning, I couldn’t wait to head outside with my camera. I haven’t used my new camera since coming back from Australia so the excitement of a foggy Saturday morning well and truly thrilled me. Rivington is lovely. Full of trees and views which provided the perfect winter setting for me and my camera. The fog was heavy as it filled the burnt hills in front of us and the sharp wind at the peak made things difficult to bare – but it was worth it.
A thirteen month long journey to the most spectacular, unique and beautiful country located 24 hours away from home, Australia. An adventure so incredible and inspiring yet so complicated. Australia is without doubt, a country I feel everyone should visit if they are given the opportunity. I’ve been living back at home for over a month now and over the course of the next few months, I’ve been eager to share my experiences and photographs from the Land Down Under.