Time Has Escaped Me

It has been some time since I looked at my blog. Four weeks since I left a post. I never meant for it to get that way. I wanted to at least put something on here every two weeks. But it seems lately, time has escaped me.

I have returned home to Australia for a brief moment. One month. Four Weeks. The same amount of time that has passed since I wrote on this blog, will again pass soon enough and I'll return to London.

It is nice to be back in the Southern Hemisphere, seeing friends and staring in astonishment at all the new things this city has created. There are buildings and houses and streets and shopping centres that weren't here when I left 14 months ago. Can something so concrete be created in such a small amount of time? I would never have believed it, but now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I guess that it is possible.

There are more housing estates being built to accomodate what is the country's busiest growing corner of the map. There are more cars on the street. There are more people when I go to the shops. Everyone has jumped on the band wagon to join the hustle and bustle. I wonder why people can't just slow down.

I guess, at one point or another, time escapes us all.