Sydney, Australia
1995, age 18
I'm on a bus staring at the ocean as I go over the Harbour Bridge, the sun's reflection on the water is nothing like I have ever seen before. Boats crossing the ocean give me many memories; I look away, and see tall skyscrapers everywhere, buildings towering over me, shadowing me from the sun's bright light. I look up at the beams above and my eyes follow the girders. I can see the Australian flag above me and I know from this moment everything is going to be alright.
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