Autumn has arrived in Australia and I went and sat in the park today. Since I tend to be neurotic and like to take deep meaning from simple actions, I was watching the leaves fall from the trees and thinking of them as a metaphor. Each leaf is like an individual's journey in life. Some stay attached to that tree and fight so that it is never pulled away, completely resistant to the change. Others are thrust free, as if of their own will, and fall quickly to the ground. While the rest take their sweet time and circle to the Earth at, what seems to be, their own pace. It just made me question why some people have the ability to dream and to know that sometimes there is more to life and for others, they can't even imagine it. What makes us into these people? My whole life I had a vision that there was more to it than meets the eye. Surely life had more meaning than anything that I knew at that point. I remember being little and looking at maps and getting lost in the lines and the points and wondering what it would be like to see these places. I took a leap of faith in coming here. Something that no one around me ever had or would do and I want so badly for some of them to do it! Not move to Australia but do something that makes them know that we are not bound to our prescribed perception of what our life is "meant to be". Coming to Australia has not saved me from me but it has taught me that there is not one thing on this planet that can hold me down. We all need that. We all need to know that we lead our lives and sometimes a random jolt to our system may be the thing that we need to set us off onto a new way life.