The Heroes Journey!

Spring arrived, wielding colour and knocking on doors. It was the dawn of great beauty, and the celebrations had begun! My joyous soul clapped its hands, giggling in my chest. The gold medalist season had returned home to Queenstown, touching magic into the land like Aslan. Trees were spilling with colour; birds humming to each other. Life was yawning and stretching for its golden hour, and so was I, preparing for my trial shift at Jack’s Point Clubhouse. I knew in heart that this was a special opportunity, so I sprayed my sweetest perfume – a Christmas gift from my mother. The secret perfume trick worked wonders, because the staff seemed to like me. Halfway through the trial, I rushed to the bathroom and slapped cold water across my face. Was I just dreaming all of this? It was the perfect job! The restaurant ran like clockwork, the team was like jelly, and the setting was a Cinema Heaven!  I thanked my lucky stars for bringing me to the clubhouse – a cocoon, tucked un...

I was liberated when college finished. At last, the dumbbell had been lifted from my shoulders, and my freedom had been unlocked! It was time that I cherished most dearly, because time is our most valuable asset. At college, I was trading my time for assignments and reports that I had to feign my interest in. It wasn't the best exchange. But now, with no daily authority governing my actions, I was free to play the hand of Joshua St Clair. Yet, there was one major obstacle in my way. As abound as my excitement and enthusiasm was to launch into the life of Art that I had envisioned, I was pegged to the line by the fact that I needed money to survive. Even though I had ideas rich as truffles, and a vision as vivid as candy, my skills and talents needed much cultivation until they could sustain me on the financial frontier. The paradise I had composed in my imagination was so close, and I was dying to orchestrate it. Yet, the gaze of reality was stern - I needed to postp...