"don't leave canberra."
i push her playfully. no one has said that to me before.
at a bed & breakfast in turku. a neighbour's halloween party or club in lund. a hostel in olso. a bus to finnish lapland.
or less exotically, at 'networking' events, a christmas in july lunch or reviewing an arts festival in canberra.
that immediate click.
how could you not believe in fate?