Moving On and Letting Go.

It's a nice feeling to sit in my apartment and watch the sun disappear behind the clouds as the day draws to a close. The trams are rambling by downstairs and the wind in bringing a gentle breeze into the room. The sky is a gorgeous baby blue and the sun setting is creating lovely yellow clouds with pink and lavender shadows.

I treasure taking a last glimpse of the sun as it drops down behind West Gate Bridge, kissing the horizon goodnight. With the city on my right and everyone driving somewhere on the highway to my left, I can't help but feel content.

Two months ago I let go of a phase of my life and accepted another. I went right back to the beginning and made a step forward to start all over.

And his name is J.