Finally got my previous life back.

Traveled all my way to Quakers hill (7stops after Parramatta) and then taxi to Suzy's place. My trunks were standing on her porch, waiting for me.

I've almost forgotten how heavy they were. I don't understand what's inside that's so damn heavy. I guess this is not an unfamiliar situation when you open your suitcase and can't understand how a couple of garments, a couple of pairs of shoes could weight that much. You open your suitcase and realize that it's actually full of..shit.

I'm planning to send some of the stuff back home, straight away. Why did I bring a shitload of useless stuff all the way to Australia?

I'm happy to have my lamb, my laptop and my pretty dresses back though.