And so, this is it. Home. This is where I belong, neither here nor there. Not in Melbourne. Not in Singapore.
Here, my two worlds collide. Goodbyes and hellos. Have a safe trip back. Can’t wait for you to arrive.
I guess we all belong in that yearning to reach the horizon. Don’t we always look out to the farthest of sea and sky and wish we could travel there? But when we do get there, we realise it isn’t the beautiful ideal we had in mind. Then we find a new horizon. I am searching now, more desperately than ever for a place to belong.
