Everyones life is just a series of memories. My earliest memories consist of living on a farm in South Australia, with vast open spaces and stars that light up the night sky instead of street lamps.
When I was 12 I made a decision to apply for a scholarship to attend a boarding school in Adelaide. Whenever I look back on my life I can pin point that decision that set me on the path I am on today.
I was shy before I left home for the big smoke. An idea that my friends now would scoff at, but putting myself out of my comfort zone like that started a love of meeting new people. Of hearing peoples stories.
A recent trip to Europe after finishing a degree in creative communication solidified this love.
It reminded me that everyone has a story to tell.
I want to be the one to tell those stories.