Sea. Sun. Sydney.

brb, moving to Coogee Beach 

Just a casual Sydney Opera House sighting.

Hearts to the SOP

Candids on the SOP stairs. No one gave me strange looks...

Love her so much I could squeeze her.

Kell & her effortlessly beautiful self. 

That one time I ate mount Kilimanjaro for brekkie.

Sydney

Manly Beach sunset. No filters. Well...almost.

We've dubbed ourselves C double K.Kitchen by Mike in Roseberry NSW, we have so much love for you.

When my spirit goes, bury me here.

Bronte Beach

and Sydney's famous, Bondi Beach. 

As per usual, I thought I'd leave a #novelsbycass moment here. My blog is slowly becoming a release station. I get here, I work through my emotions and I leave. While I'm using this niche on the web as an excuse for free therapy, I also love hearing your thoughts and encouragement. Thank you. I'm sending a cyber squeeze to anyone who's ever given me either. 

After my weekend getaway to Sydney I realized how much work is continually before me in becoming a better Cass. Since last May, I've had a real dilemma on my hands. How do I spend my time when I don't have 19 credits and a college social scene governing my every second? Simply put, I don't know...but I'm on my way to finding out. 

Amidst the spinning confusion of life, somewhere along the way I decided to steady my mind by focusing at the center of it all, myself. Some parts of me felt I had to or I'd get lost. While I'm not going to take away my credit as a human being who is learning to love myself more, give my feelings more priority and follow my gut, all this inward thinking has left me feeling more lost than when I began. I'm thinking if I can just put my view on all those spinning images that encircle me, God may gift me snapshots in time where I'll be able to focus in on those around me for a few seconds, hours or even days and give. Give of my talents, love, friendship, belongings, etc. I'm now figuring if I can only keep my eyes glued on the blur (that is my relationship with the human race) and pinpoint these snapshots, I'll find my way...eventually.  

Just some crazy ramblings from my little brain. Have a great weekend humanoids. 

xo cass

Madly Melbourne

Ft. the Botanical Gardens

Princes Pier

Feeling the feels tonight as I look back on old photos of my life in Logan, Utah (a town the size of a peanut) and look through photos of my first few days in Melbourne. If you are reading this and you came in and out of my days in that tiny town, know you are missed so much I'm about to blow all the money I have (which isn't much) to build a time machine and go back to you and all the memories made. I'd be different now. I'd fix my priorities. I'd love and be loved every chance I got and I'd spend less time in the suffocatingly stressful space I call my brain. You built me and my love for you fills all the emptiness in my beating heart. And currently.......salt filled water is spilling over so much so, I can't even see the screen anymore. Man, I miss you.

On a brighter note, I'm trying to fit in with the Aussies by eating a minuscule amount of Vegemite on the days I'm feeling brave, trying every cozy/cute restaurant within a 10 mile radius, using words like "keen", "cheers", "lollies", etc., doing some hair/makeup and working a bit at a local yoga studio. My days here are filled with some pretty neat kiddos, Carly and Mark, some newfound friends and a forecast that will freeze your boogers to your face. That's a bit dramatic, but it is cold. 

I'm happy here, but Utah (and all my people) know you are missed. 

xo cass