I’ve just realised that I call New York “home” while I’m in Sydney and that I really miss it.
It’s not that I’m not hardcore loving being in Australia - I am in heaven - but I’ve just come to the realisation that now I’ve made a home for myself in NY, I’ll never be completely settled anywhere.
Always missing someone, somewhere
I know how this feels. Today I wanted to be home in Sydney, back in Nottingham and with my Mama in Ireland all at once. Homesickness is horrible.
