Post 1 and boy oh boy am I ... tired ha! and Excited :-) After a decidedly unpleasant year in Auckland doing what I thought I ought to do and compromising SO MUCH of myself, some of which I am only just beginning to realise. I have decided to move on.

In a city where so much of a persons energy is required simply to survive and get from A to B... via C which is actually closer to D and F but only if you take the motorway twice and... well its hard to make a connection. And to maintain integrity both personally and in your relationships.

So?

After a lonely and vitalisingly emotionally fraught holiday season. I have come to the conclusion that yes, I am different, I will spend a large portion of my life alone and perhaps a little lonely but by god lonely alone is vastly better than lonely in a room full of people . Some of you may agree, some may not. I respect that.

Thus my "New Years Resolution" is to no longer compromise , let myself heal and hopefully help a few others on the way!

So long to Auckland and its draining vortex of technology, missed connections and barely there faces+places.

What next?

The next week I am packing down the trinkety bits and bobs I built around me to fashion a safe haven, a nest if you will to weather the city slicked ride . Auckland's parting gift to be a Folk festival of relatively good repute! You dear reader (if indeed you do exist  are welcome to join of course. Google "Auckland Folk Festival" and use your individual organisational skills and powers of logic to venture forth into the land of festive folk pleasures x)

Then I will return to the place most of the time of my childhood was spent. (more on this place later, I think you will like it, it has slowly been loosing the bitterness of fledgling grumbling bored near adulthood where anywhere would be too small and any home town a pit of anti-wing stretching misery [good golly I get wordy when I am tired! Wonder if this will make sense post sleep] and has started to become the place I am sure my parents first identified when they dragged us three offspring north to slightly warmer pastures nearer grand-folk. )

And... theeennn..... My Journey will begin , with the ceremonial deleting of my Facebook account and a pilgrimage to a delicious plot of land which you will hear SO much more about in Thames. There wont even be cellular reception. I'm Practically drooling over the techno purge opportunity. Just good.

xx Till next time .