Writing presents so many challenges.
Hooray. 2020 has arrived. And the best thing is, I can begin the year with a pun. A really bad pun. So here we go. Here is my vision for 2020 – my 2020 vision!
Okay, so maybe not the most auspicious way to get a year started. But, as with any other year, I like to focus my very first post on considering what might be in store and what I would like to achieve.
Oh 2019. It seems like I hardly got to know you. And yet there you are, quickly coming to an end, like a long distance runner somehow putting on an extra burst of pace as they draw near to the finish line. How does it always happen? A new year begins, and just as I’m settling down and starting to get a sense of what it’s all about, it’s suddenly over.
As my bio states, I’ve lived in Melbourne all my life except when I haven’t. I couldn’t describe it in a truer way than that. Besides a couple of stints OS, Melbourne has always been my home. Born here, grew up here, bought a house and raised a family here. You name it and Melbourne is where I’ve done it.
After all these years, I’m kind of fond of my old home town. I like the fact that it’s a big city, but not too big. I like the fact that it’s not the first place people think of when they think of Australia, but it’s kind of up there. I like that it’s a city with a diverse population, with interesting neighbourhoods and many different faces. It’s a city of art and culture, a city of literature (officially) and also a great sporting city. I feel like we’re Australia’s great introvert city, compared to Sydney, the city of extraverts (and yes, I deliberately spelt it with an a, so take that, dodgy spell checkers).
I’ve been to a few funerals lately. Not a crazy number. It’s not like a bunch of people suddenly dying all around me. But a few. People of different ages, dying for different reasons.