On a Melbourne Tram

Looking back, a lot of my major life-altering decisions and events had taken place, whilst sitting on those lime green seats of a Melbourne tram.
The windows were usually open, and the sunlight had poured onto our faces, illuminating us, and the cold wind had played with our hair.

For the good part of my adolescence, I, like many other teenagers and twenty-somethings, was always confused and utterly bewildered - at the strange turns and corners that life took. I didn't know who I was, or who I wanted to be - I didn't know who to trust or who to stay clear of - but mostly, I was at a complete loss for words with regards to the matters of the heart. In short, I never knew who to love, and if by some miracle, I did love someone - how on earth could I possibly tell them?