Food for thought...

[deathpixie]

"So I think what it's done is — and I'm trying to sort of alleviate it as I get older — is always made me feel like I've kind of got to be responsible for everybody's happiness and everybody's satisfaction, which in many ways means that you then leave yourself, your concern then is for everybody else. But I think probably growing up I felt as a kid probably a little more responsible than every other kid in the school ground. I didn't really have a great bunch of friend at school. I kind of sat back in the corner and kind of watched what was going on. In some ways it's obviously been a wonderful thing because it's probably made me be, um, my radar for what's going on for other people be highly tuned, but at the same time I've probably lost a little bit of who I am. Now I'm in my 30s I'm trying to figure out who I am and get back to who I am."

"I feel like I've got this addiction to responsibility in a way. And so essentially what I need to do is just refocus somewhere. Funnily enough about a year and a half ago I had a little bit of a — it wasn't a nervous breakdown, but an overload of stuff. I took myself off to the opposite end of the earth — to Australia I went to north-western Australia for 30 days on my own. I needed to just literally get away from everything so I could at least make some sense of what the hell was going on."

Guy Pearce on Enough Rope last night.

Something for me to ponder, I think...

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[lafee.livejournal.com]

Seems the appropriate time to jump in - hello, I added you as a friend because I was looking to read journals of people who are in Australia... trouble is I wanted to find people who actually had similar interests or something else that would keep me interested (like a good style of writing), so in the end you were the only one I added :)

The reason is I'm going to be in Australia in a couple of months (don't worry, I'm not looking to turn up at your doorstep or anything) and wanted to read up on life down there. This entry struck a chord somewhere - I guess me going on a working holiday at the age of 31 is a way to find out what I really want and who I am, and to get away from everything that is familiar and safe.

Um, enough of an introduction I guess :)
Carry on.