Woke up,
Had a shower..
Had breakfast…
Grab my jacket and keys and run to the car..
I’ve done this rituals daily for the past 5 years, and yet this morning was different. Felt that I was transported back to the first day I’ve arrived in Melbourne. The feel of a crisp morning, smell of coffee in the air ( i dont know why but i smell coffee everywhere in melbourne), the ‘differentness’ of the continent compared to Indonesia, the quietness… everything. It just occured to me now, that this month is the anniversary of my arrival in Melbourne, 11 years ago. Holy… it seems less than that…
T and I just got back from our late honeymoon in Fiji (this sunday marks our 1st wedding anniversary), maybe thats why i felt a bit different. Maybe my body thought i was back in the tropical archipelago that is Indonesia, and got a rude shock this morning. I wonder if i will always feel this way…this longing to my homeland, this feeling of being ‘un-settled’ somehow. Logically this doesnt make sense, Australia where my life is…and yet I always get this bouts of home-sickness. I wonder if more and more people feels like me, as more and more of us migrates , moves and settles everywhere in the world away from their homeland.
Anyway…its August, its seems to be a month that is full of special meanings in my life, not that i have noticed that before. I should hey? The month that I arrived in Australia, the month I got married seems to be the MONTH theme !
