a culmination of events

first fire pit of the summer

well hello. i've been thinking and contemplating life lately. it's a very interesting conundrum indeed.

two of my friends got married last weekend. i watched them go from just friends all the way through to the final culmination of marriage. i was the listening ear when she complained about how much she liked him and that she didn't know if he liked her back. and i watched from a distance as they finally (!!) got together. it's been an interesting experience. the wedding was beautiful and emulated who they are as a couple.

sandy cape, jurien bay

it's been refreshing to come to a deeper realisation that life just keeps progressing no matter what you do or how you feel. 

i've been living in the same town for nearly four years and if you asked me three months ago what my plans for next year i would've said that i was moving back to victoria/moving away for good. and considering the events that have transpired in the past few months you would think that my answer would be a definite "i'm leaving" but due to circumstances i have decided to stay put in this little old coastal town for another year at the very least.
and in the past month i've realised that staying here doesn't mean that i'm stagnant or stuck in any way. i've been prayerfully considering all my current options and i feel that God is calling me here for another season. 

in other news, in the past two months i've been taking a rest from church, visiting other churches, and taking a break altogether. i went to my home church today and i'm also considering my options in that regard.

the pinnacles, cervantes

hello, goodbye, this post is a bit of a ramble. love me xx

listening to all this music

victoria

i'm almost crying as i write this. i recently had friends from victoria visit me, and it made me so homesick. i had forgotten how much i miss that little state, and the people there. hearing that accent again was like being back on the farm surrounded by people who i love, and who i know love me. and just spending those few days with the boyz cemented that. i miss it so much at this very moment. but i'm sure this moment will pass and i'll be fine in a few days.

living in victoria wasn't the easiest thing to do. i struggled with being away from home (i was 16 when i moved out there), mental health issues, (see this post for examples) and just general teenage angst stuff.
but ever since moving back to WA, it's been a dream of mine to move back there. it's been three long years here, and i feel that i've come to the end of my tether. the only things keeping me here are the fact i don't have a job over there and i have a pretty decent church community here. (though, i have been telling people at church that i'm planning to move back east sooner rather than later.)

i've also been looking through all my old vic pics and seeing how little the children were, and just reminiscing about that year and how it was. it's a very dangerous thing to do...

(this post wasn't even supposed to be all about victoria and my feelings toward the subject, haha. it was supposed to be about what i've been up to lately, specifically when the boyz were visiting.)

listening to this and this (skip to 3:10) xx

life is a trainwreck, but i'm still puffing

why hello there

i don't write here a lot anymore. i've been busy. adult life is busy, and even when i have a spare moment, i still have stuff to do. 

one of my close friend's is getting married in just less than a month and i haven't started on the wedding present. so at the moment, i'm a bit um, stressed.

at this very moment, i'm thinking about how to construct my arguement that christians should celebrate Passover. and not easter, never easter, or christmas. i wouldn't mind if it was always winter and never christmas,

my anxiety has been eating away at the edges of my sanity recently. take the tuesday night for example, i'm sitting there with my friends, drinking a chai latte from maccas. but in my head, i'm really yelling, screaming,"why are you sitting here, sarah? you have crap to do at home? your career to keep working on, all your projects, etc. do something with your life."

dear love, don't forget to breathe.

listening to xx

a few thoughts about nothing || hello 2017

my name is sarah. i will be 21 in approx 3 months. i like roadtrips.

welcome.

welcome to 2017.

to a new year.

new me.

i guess.

i can't tell yet.

 i don't think anything will change.

 but who knows.

point king lighthouse

i recently got back from the first roadtrip of the year. a group of us went down to albany for the week. lots of swimming, walking, and burning were involved. on the first night we were there, i managed to slice a chunk off of my thumb using a pocket knife to cut up chicken in a park. (yes, that whole story makes it sound like we were destined to fail.) my thumb bled profusely and aggressively. and there is now a picture of me on the grass in shock and stating very matter-of-factly that i just want a bandaid and i couldn't care less about disinfecting the wound. i'm glad that they did end up not listening to me and actually disinfecting it. i'm fairly sure that uncooked chicken is not good for an open wound.

gull rock beach

and as for 2017, i don't have a word yet. but if i think about it, i think it would be spontaneity (or alternatively, the act of being spontaneous.) for most of my life, i have made plans and rules, but i think i'll make this the year of breaking rules (within reason, obvs... i'm not a criminal) and doing things for myself. getting a better job, and just treating myself the way i deserve to be treated.

xx

don't forget to care for yourself, lovely