Homesick today. Homesick for Melbourne.
Miss the weather, the people, the familar streets I often strolled along with close buddies, sharing aloud our dreams, our passions, our desires, even what we want in our life partners....
Miss the gelati along Lygon St, the Vietnamese noodles along Swanston St, and the unforgettable Wimble St, where I used to live.
Tears cried with bosom friends of mine, laughter shared with people I know I will keep for life, prayers prayed in the wee hours of the morning with fellow sisters and brothers in Christ. All these and much more...
I miss OCF. I miss ACCF. I miss FGA. Miss the process of growing and maturing from a little teenage girl then to who I am now - a working lady who is still searching for her place in society, learning to carve a career for herself.
Often wonder about my own identity. Just who am I? A daughter? An adult who holds an office job like everyone else? A Singaporean who returned after studying abroad for years?
Who am I exactly? I wish I knew....
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