I have a wife, a kid, a job, and a car designed to ferry around young children whilst also having enough boot space to accommodate pushchairs and huge quantities of food. What I don't have are the feelings and attributes that I associate with adulthood.
What I think makes Australia a truly awesome place to live, and the reason why we have never considered moving back to the UK, despite the spiders, sharks, snakes, sun, scorpions, mullets, rats-tails and truly awful beer, is the people.
Maybe someone will read this and be able to give me those man-things I crave -- a special handshake and an awesome nickname. Or we could just hide our feelings away and talk about sport, women and motorbikes while we awkwardly sip beer. Whatever.
It can be difficult, knowing that important things like your outlook on life, your relationships with others, and how you react to even the most minor annoyances in life can be affected by a constant battle raging in your head.