A little built life

You are in home, inside an airplane. They close its doors, and after a few hours they open it again. Now you see yourself in another place, completely different. You, your life-style, and all the characters around are completely different too.
You get off the airplane, and all the way until your cosy room in your house is as easy as going from your head to your feet when having a shower. It’s a crazy good feeling. You feel in this place exactly like you do in home, and everything around doesn’t make you scared as before.

Two years ago everything was harder and “give upable” around here. Getting a job seemed to be impossible! Today there is a job waiting for me to make money. As easy as that...
My life in Australia is easier than ever, and I know this place “as the palm of my hand”. I can easily survive, and deal with the locals.
So many things have already happened. So many people have come, and gone. So many mistakes done, lessons learnt, and experiences got. Every place I go, and every little thing I see, reminds me part of the history I’ve got here.
I know that’s gonna be a bit contradictory, but my life in Australia is fucking awesome. All the things I have built here make me glad, and proud of my self. It’s like a two-year old son, who you help to grow up, getting better, and making you a lot proud.
I have history here, and I can't just leave it behind.

A few things have happened to me since I got back, and I'm glad with that. Let’s see what’s coming next...
Salute you new life. Salute you new era.