As I looked through the aeroplane window, I caught a mauve and pink sunset view of Perth city and the Swan River. It faded as a drizzly storm cloud moved across, cloaking the city.
A few days before, walking around my university and then taking the bus home, filled me with a bit of nostalgia. But you get nostalgic for the past, it doesn't mean you want to revisit it.
Melbourne isn't home yet - it will take a long time for that to happen - but I love that I don't know my way around, and that I can get lost. Melbourne is full of textures, fascinating hidden gems, and people - people people people - that I don't know and who don't know me.
For now that's rather blissful. I'm sure I'll be yearning for company soon enough. I'm not meant to be alone forever. But one step at a time is all I have to think about now. So good bye Perth - Watch Out Melbourne.