In my little universe it's a time of change. Three years after trading up the trams and coffee shops of familiar old Melbourne for Sydney's inner city I found myself recruited to work in a forgotten corner of Timor Leste, from where I not so long ago returned.
Coming back to Canberra rather than my old neighborhood near the sea was a compromise, but after being here for around a year it’s starting to feel a little more like home. I do miss the ocean and energy of inner Sydney, but with the National Library down the road, the Brindabella Mountains beckoning in the distance and a bunch of other interesting exiles to get to know this little city isn’t such a bad place to be for now.
Most of my fondest memories are of years spent as part of small communities in far flung places and I do sometimes wonder whether the West with its sprawling cities and compartmentalized living is where I really fit. Though Canberra has many good points, it does sometimes seem like a difficult place to connect with people. Bushwalking, batting round new ideas and creative projects are all great, but they're also all things that I'd ideally prefer to share.
So, what else counts about me?
Even more than my origins in Melbourne I'm probably defined by the years after uni I've spent wandering Eurasia and living in the places I felt drawn to. Poor little Timor Leste, where I recently worked, was a very good fit for me. The place played right into my deep sympathy for oddities historical, political, geographical and human, and I find myself already quite seriously plotting an academically assisted return there, as well as expeditions to other places still. The question of where and what home is exactly is proving to be far from simple.
Above and beyond work for money my dream has long been to be a writer of some sort, and I spend a lot of time trying to make it real. An attempt at making a radio documentary about an amazing and mostly untold story I was lucky enough to stumble across somehow morphed into the beginnings of a PhD. I want to see and experience stuff that will open my mind to new ways of seeing things and understanding other people.
In terms of how I see things I'm all about community, in favor of listening and have an admiration for idealism of almost any type.
Other keywords about me could include compulsive wanderer, considerable neurotic, writer of quirky stories, incompetent surf enthusiastist, enthusiastic collector of obscure and mostly useless knowledge. Old things and books, foreign places, imported beer, strange facts, forgotten stories, the outdoors and rivers of most varieties are all enthusiasms of mine.
I am empathetic, eccentric, and enthusiastic.