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Chris In the few months since I've been in Australia, I've done a pretty good job of keeping my mind occupied and staying focused. I've just completed an eight week training course and now, I'll start putting my skills to the test. I welcome the busy atmosphere of the corporate world. The long hours too. It's the only reason I'm able to go on anymore. I have little time to myself these days, but the time I do have is mostly spent drinking. I thought I'd think about Lucy less and less as time went on. Why does it feel like the opposite is happening? I guess before, I had hope to hold onto. I thought she'd come to her senses and beg me to come back. It wasn't until I moved here that I realized I had to accept that I was very wrong about that. I was probably wrong about a lot of things. L