Time flies. It’s now the mid August and a part of me just wants things to slow down. In a month, I am supposed to be opening up a cafe. But tracks leading up this day.. It has all been a blur. I have had my heart broken.. And I am still mending. The person who broke my heart ended up having theirs broken too. That’s just the way the cookie crumbles. Work is stressful with more clients. A new friendship has blossomed, but I am terrified. Terrified of this sudden change. It has been 6 months since I left NZ. I think I’ve given myself enough time and I have moved on.