September 16, 2011 by jessperriam
“You have a secret blog, don’t you?” was the accusation leveled at me.
“Uh… no?! I’m too lazy to keep up one blog let alone another secret blog.”
Truth be told I’ve been unapologetically steering clear of blogging for the past month or so. That was mostly because the past month of my life has been a changeable feast with an added transcontinental flight back to Perth. Bonus!
It doesn’t make for exciting reading to blog about not knowing whether this is the week you’re staying in or leaving the place you’ve made home. Or being so stressed about it all your face is peeling. Yeah, too much info but thems the breaks, amigos.
I wanted the reverse culture shock to settle down. It hasn’t.
I didn’t want to be that girl, tears making splotches on the keyboard, talking about how I was so sad about leaving Manchester that I cried through the entire car trip from Perth Airport to my parents’ place.
I don’t want to describe how I’m in denial about being in Perth, so much so that I refuse to acknowledge any long term suggestions about me and Perth past a month or so.
I probably shouldn’t tell you that when I broke my foot just days after arriving in Perth, my first angry thoughts were: ‘This wouldn’t have happened if I were in Manchester right now.’ Truth be told, there would have been more opportunity for it to happen over the course of my life as a pedestrian in Manchester.
To be honest nothing much is happening. I went from Manchester – where I was searching for meaningful employment but ended up with a meaningful life – back to Perth where I found meaningful employment straight away but also felt immediately adrift and disconnected.
I know… feelings… first world problems.