I've had 8 days in Melbourne

And 2 to go.

I have been so wrapped up in the experiences of things, and there is so much that I want to write.

All of the posts will prob have to be post dated, I suppose.

This city makes me want to write, makes me want to read, makes me want to learn to crochet and kinda makes me want to lock myself in a hotel room with a cute Boy. It makes me feel creative, and makes me want to take up smoking.

I think an annual pilgrimage to Melbourne would be good for my soul.

But terrible for my credit card.