Landed in a land down under

I come from a land down under...wait thats not right, I mean, not to quote the men at work song but I'm "in" a land down under finally.

After eh, 26 hours or so of constant traveling I am finally in Sydney. I am currently in a hotel with my mom who decided to meet me down here and my friend Louise who lives here full-time. The first plan of attack is to A. enjoy the city and soak up some of the sights and B. solidify a place to live which if I'm honest has been the bain of my existence for over two months now. That said I have an appointment to check out a place this afternoon and with any luck (fingers crossed) this will be the end of my search.

Now that I'm here my trepidation about the whole situation is still very apparent and I still feel very hesitant about this whole on a few levels. Im afraid that I won't do a good job even though I know I will pick it up as i go along. I suppose I'm more worried and stressed about other things. Things that are slightly out my control but that occupy my mind nonetheless. Cest la vie I suppose.

Ever had that overwhelming feeling of being in a new place on the cusp of something new a significant but at the same time your mind is selfishly somewhere else? That's about where Im at now and I realize that sounds maybe pathetic or pedantic but unfortunately it's currently the dominant theme at the moment. My hope is that the longer I'm here and the more that I'm busy the quicker certain things will take a back seat in the priority list of my mind.

Anyway as I sit here sipping my koh-hee (J460 people will know what I'm talking about) and looking out on Hyde park and my day is about to begin I'm overwhelmed with the sense of anxiety and wonderment at the same time trying my best to carry some optimism into the next few days.

I know that in time things will smooth out and the things that are "supposed to happen will happen." Time to just give it some time to get adjusted into a rhythm. As Bob Marley said, everything's going to be alright.

Later.