Melbourne

It’s time for me to leave the past, turn to the present and hope for the future. I’m excited about soon being with my wife again and going to our home in Singapore. My purpose in coming to Melbourne was recovery from coma. I suspect my memory and walking have improved while being here, although I have become disappointed by Australia. It seems a very judgemental and racist place. Why they remain so unforgiving of ‘boat people’ as they call them, people who have left their home in search of a better life, remains difficult for me to comprehend. At least Australia is surrounded by ocean, not like Turkey, Germany or France etc. That said my family and friends are good people. I have been reminded that doctors told me 30,000 repetitions might help the brain to relearn. Maybe I’m close to that mark in consciously turning my ankle while walking. Perhaps my memory has also improved, not by repetitions rather by the faces and places here. Nothing I suspect caused this improvement, merely the activity of attempting to recall. I am constantly surrounded by things and people I was once familiar with. I have been immersed in memory here. Perhaps these are the things we need fellow coma victims. To keep the mind active in a targeted way might be important. The photo is of one of my favourite haunts, the Laneway, across the alley from an old joint I previously frequented, we called it Myers Place, in the alley of the same name. Anyway the long and the short of this post is goodbye Australia, home here I come.