Holidays are funny things; the good ones I mean. You can’t really bear to leave but you do. You can’t really bear to be back but you are. Suddenly it all seems so far away, like that was another lifetime ago where the sun’s out and only thing you think of in the morning is where to get the morning’s fresh coffee.. not knowing what that day might bring, whom you may meet and what you will learn.. I’ve been really inspired from my time away and a place like Greece for someone like me is an awakening of sorts.. suddenly Sydney has lost it’s appeal.. perhaps it’s becoming a little too familiar.. perhaps it’s the Winter weather.. I wonder if that’s a good thing or not. I’m sure it’s only temporary.. I’ve always been happier in Summer.