With my second week in Sydney almost at a close, most days I’ve been wearing little else but a wisp of a top and the slinkiest shorts I can uncover, as I scurry around the city. My Porselli’s have proved to be indispensable for everyday wear, the supple yet sturdy leather faring well as I spend hours pounding the pavement. Somehow, wholly without complaint, I’ve found myself crawling out of bed at 6am every morning, as the temptation of watching the sun rise along the cliff walk to Watson’s Bay has proved irresistible.
I’ve been making a lot more headway, both in terms of work and in securing a place to live, that I can’t help but want to celebrate these small milestones. Perseverance truly does pay off, and if you really want something, then you have to be prepared to fight to get it – in a metaphorical sense, of course. Until I get that phone call, my fingers are firmly crossed.
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