The Realization of a Big, Big Hope

Back before last year I always dreamed of boulder opals in leather. Set in somehow, and I had no idea how I would ever make it happen. It's one of those moments today where I simply look back and wonder how all the little moments happened: the collection of learning and wanting and wishing and realizing: it's a huge feeling.

And oddly enough, I know there will be a moment of fallout: sometimes when you realize a long-held goal, there is a moment of emptiness, one which I normally respond to with fear and some tears. May this time be different, may I simply rest and relax and take time to smell the jacaranda trees. Not that they smell, but you know what I mean, surely.