Round 3, again.

So many times I have thought to myself, often in the most unexpected places and times: how did I get here? But this is where I am now, and it is round 3 again, in a different way. When I realised this, I was cycling in East Coast Park, and it made me laugh out loud.

So this is a quick reintroduction to this space, because I am in some way starting over in the middle of nowhere specific. But there are so many words and so many stories inside me that have nowhere to go, and maybe they can be shaped and formed here, whenever they come along.

So Round 3–let’s go.