Last year, around seven months ago, I decided to eventually dramatically alter my current working arrangements and find something that would satiate my wanderlust.
As always, any traumatic decision such as this is accompanied with me having a walkabout in the city. I did it in 2006, and I did it again in 2010.
I found an Australian woman drinking alone in Midvalley Gardens. Had a brief chat, but she made me feel comfortable for a while.
Now, having started the plunge, I found Junior Masterchef Australia, a TV show which somewhat restores some faith in humanity. That out there, somewhere, there is something left in this wretched human existence worth saving, worth protecting.
And you know what? That's all I need.
