5/92

And so, one significant period of my female owner’s life ended as she bode farewell to 5/92 Macquarie Street, the apartment which she called home for the last ten months. 5/92, being her maiden abode in Brisbane, holds sweet memories for her. Sharing living space with three other girls (highest number was seven ladies in a night) is a totally new experience for my female owner. Remember that all her life, she has lived with her parents and her elder brother. No other same-aged females around.

There is a saying that goes “wherever you are, there you are”. It is true to a large extent. In her previous job, my female owner tended to camp in her office, minding her own business and doing her own work. She hardly wandered out to socialise with the rest of the department. It was disturbing for her boss because he often had to pop in to see if she is ok (or maybe to check if she wass working). The same pattern could be seen from 5/92. My female owner tended to stay in her room (which she regards as her home office) to do her work. She hardly ventured out. She likened her apartment to an office space where people walked in and out throughout the day. In this case, the “colleagues” are church friends/ acquaintances who popped into her house for various reasons (often having nothing to do with her). And as with her former job, she would make time to chat with anyone who dared to step into her workspace to say hi.

Anyway, 5/92 was a lovely place to stay. It was a shame that my female owner never really took time to enjoy the river view that screamed out from the balcony, or the entertainment system in the living room and most sadly, the fellowship of church people when they popped in.

Oh well, all good things must come to an end. What remains are the good memories and friendships formed.