

Title quote Oscar Wilde, 1st image Russh via fashioncanvas, 2nd Elizabeth Carruther via harper and harley, 3rd Le fashion
It has been 2 weeks and 2 days since I got home to London. It's a strange feeling coming home after being away, I feel like in the five months I have been gone everything and nothing has changed. Australia seems like a lifetime ago, a distant memory of somebody else's tale. A dream that I'm trying to hold onto but it slips away as the day goes on. The last week I was in Australia after we had booked our flight home, I tried to remember everything, the way everything looked and smelt and sounded, the feel of the sun on my back. I went over and over all my memories trying to store it all in my brain. When I was there I made all these promises to myself, I had felt like I had changed. But I guess the more things change the more things stay the same.