Feeling deeply Australian today. Yearning to be back on Australian soil, with that bright light sun on my face and the scent of eucalyptus enveloping me.
The salt air in Manly. Fish and chips on The Corso, and a cold beer at one of the pubs.
I miss the sense of belonging and relative peace.
I miss the rain, the storms and the windy, wild days.
I miss my sister, and my parents and my friends who have stayed true. I miss their easy going ways. Their beautiful laugh lines etched deep by those long days squinting in the sun. I miss their casual affection.
God … I miss it all. I’m sick for home.
July 20, 2016