I am currently living in Hornsby again with Jane, John and Hannah. They are very kindly offering me hospitality in between moving out of Glebe and before I go to Alice Springs. It is lovely to be here, I love how bushy it is here especially after so long in the inner city. And I am mostly ignoring the boxes in the corner that make me feel like I am in the middle of a move. Thankfully we do not have much stuff at all.

The move last weekend went pretty well. It was moving and moving is stressful but I mostly held it together and it was certainly a much less traumatic move than when we left Enmore and moved to Glebe. I guess our limited possessions helped that. It was a bit sad though. We spent the last night there on Saturday. The only thing left was our bed which we were giving to someone from GAPP. Anyway we went to church and by the time I came back after interviewing a minister the guy had come and got the bed and the people moving in after us were already there with all their stuff. I walked in yelling out “hello” and all of a sudden realised “oh my gosh this isn’t my home anymore”. Thankfully I knew the people moving in but it was still embarrassing and so abrupt. As I took off in the car to go to Hornsby I felt very sad that Glebe would no longer be home. But not too sad. Again not as sad as when I left Enmore. I think leaving Enmore was terrible as the thing I had loved most, living with Jem, Ryan, Jo, Tom, Jon and Matt in community would no longer be. Whereas the thing that I have loved most about living in Glebe was making a home with Martin and we will be able to do that in Alice as well.

Martin is not here at the moment though. He left on Wednesday morning. I miss him already. I really do.