one. I had two best friends in primary school and the three of us were inseparable and I cared for them very much but when high school came around, we went to three completely different schools and now no longer keep in contact. 
two. Me and my brother used to play Age of Empires with a set of lego blocks. The landscape used to take up an entire room as we harvested wood, ore, gold and built armies. Yes, we ignored the actual computer version and played with lego instead. Good times, I’m smiling just recalling it.
three. I used to have recurring nightmares and wake up in the middle of the night and relocate to my parent’s bed. One vivid one was my family becoming brain dead vegetables and a crazy mad scientist chasing me around the table to do the same to me.
four. I made a bet with my friend in year seven that I wouldn’t pierce my ears in high school for five dollars (that was a lot of money back then). I held out until the last term of school but relented as I wanted earrings for year twelve formal. I never did end up paying her and I still have the slip of paper we both solemnly signed in our bubble signatures.
five. Since I was in primary school up to making the final decisions for what university courses, I had my eyes set on being a veterinarian and architecture was just a random second choice. I was devastated at first that I didn’t make the cut but I feel now like it was the right choice. 
six. I used to have this ragged teddy bear called Browny that I took with me everywhere. But during a tour bus trip around Europe, I left him in one of the hotels. I cried a lot the day after and begged to go back.
seven. According to my brother, Linkin Park’s One Step Closer used to be one of my favourite songs and when it came on mtv I used to scream the “shut up when I’m talking to you” part of it.

I like being independent
Not so much of an investment
No one to tell me what to do
I like being by myself
Don’t gotta entertain anybody else
No one to answer to

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold
Someone to give me their jacket when its cold
Got that young love even when we’re old
Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand
Pick me up, pull me close, be my man
I will love you till the end

So if you’re out there I swear to be good to you
But I’m done lookin’, for my future someone
Cause when the time is right
You’ll be here, but for now
Dear no one, this is your love song

I don’t really like big crowds
I tend to shut people out
I like my space, yeah
But I’d love to have a soul mate
God will give him to me someday
& I know it’ll be worth the wait

So if you’re out there I swear to be good to you
But I’m done lookin’, for my future someone
Cause when the time is right
You’ll be here, but for now
Dear no one, this is your love song

But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold
Someone to give me their jacket when its cold
Got that young love even when we’re old
Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand
Pick me up, pull me close, be my man
I will love you till the end

So if you’re out there I swear to be good to you
But I’m done lookin’, for my future someone
Cause when the time is right
You’ll be here, but for now
Dear no one, this is your love song

I tried hard not to cry, I promise I did. But when the tremble of my hand and quiver of my lip betrayed me away, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop.

I feel like we're spiralling out of control, and there's not a single thing I can do about it. I'm sleep deprived, distracted and anxious. But most of all, I'm scared. Scared of what comes next. When... how did we reach this stage? Please god, keep us strong and keep us together.

A little shop front open to the street, with a hidden cosy outdoor dining area to the back. Here and there are scraps of wooden table tops accompanied by antique benches, rusting with an auburn coat; only looking more beautiful with the added years. Sprigs of mint and fresh flowers in baby glass jars decorate the otherwise empty tables. And in the background below the murmur of easy conversation, a soft melody floats, barely intervening but filling in the white noise of the nearby street. The freshly battered fish and chips arrives and momentarily conversation pauses as cutlery are raised. But in the sunny warmth of a winters day, talk easily picks up, reminiscing and joking about drunken nights. In these spontaneous outings, the easy relaxing companionships are enjoyed.