When I got back to Benalla this time round, I realized something.
This is home.
For the longest time home was defined as the one I had in Malaysia. In every place I had lived in Melbourne I had never called it home. I'd say 'I'm going back to the apartment' or 'I'm just going to head back'. But now it has dawned on me that my life and my existence centers in this rather ordinary 3 bedroom house in Country Victoria.
I have been happy here. I'm not sure when or when or how, but I have put some roots into this soil.
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