settling back into my life here in melbourne.
waking up in the middle of the night with a frosted nose,
i am pretty sure i am back in melbourne.
it might be common,
but i hate announcing to the world that i am back home (melbourne).
i like the idea of just removing myself from the fabric of life
and just have some time to myself. (which can also be known as anti social)
slowly taking my own sweet jen time to get back into the daily routine,
to familiarise myself with my apartment, the city, the streets, the sounds, the sights.
to slowly warm up once again to my surroundings.
like meeting a good old friend after a long time,
the akwardness, the prodding, the feeling around, the uncertainty,
and when you are sure that eveything is essentially still the same,
the outburst and outpour of feelings,
and you know then,
that you are back in business.