Dear Perth

A letter to the city I call my home.

Dearest Gabby (1)

Dear Perth,

Today you were stunning. Life often gets too busy or I’m too caught up in my own dreamland to take a step back and admire the bigger picture. But for the moments, like today, when I am able to stand back, I’m grateful to be able to call you home.

Yes, you have your bad sides (I’ll just mention the urban sprawl, the high prices and the inability of Perth drivers to merge) but so do all cities. It isn’t the purpose of this letter to tell you of the things that you need to improve on, so I’ll just leave this there. You aren’t perfect Perth, but I’m grateful that I don’t live in a perfect city.

I’m grateful for the little areas of nature around the city, the coast, the suburbs. I’m grateful for suburbs like Fremantle, Subiaco, Cottesloe. I’m grateful to have the ability to be able to head to the beach and unwind by the Indian Ocean. I’m grateful for my friendship circle, and the communities in Perth. But most of all, I’m grateful to be able to call you home.

Sophia x