Julie advised not to hang around in Katoomba too long after leaving, as "you feel like you've been shut out of Paradise."
I am planning to go and have one last hot chocolate after I pack up here on Monday, and then return to the Land of Reality. Kate, having been at home for a week, says that "modern life is rubbish", and I think I know what she means. Just thinking about having to buy groceries, and feeding myself and getting back into a good sleep routine and going to the doctor's and thinking about money and work and...
Well I don't have to do that yet. I still have a day and a half before all that comes back.
I will miss:
- the quiet
- the night sky bursting with stars
- sitting in my warm little room, writing while it's cold and rainy outside (it has been cold and rainy on occasion!)
- having a Room of One's Own (not overrated, I'll tell you that)
- feeling part of a creative community that understands what I'm doing and supports me in it
- chats in the kitchen over cups of tea with the other housemates
- learning about how other people write and how they've gotten to this point in their lives
- Sheila's magnificent cooking and not having to worry about food
- my bed
- my shower
- having all my things around me
- catching up with friends
- getting people to read what I've written so far
- finding out what happens next
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