Adjusting to change,
trying to fit in.
Catching up with real friends,
moving on from those that aren't.
Enjoying home and the comfort it brings,
drinks on the balcony,
laughs with dad.
The sanctuary of my old room.
Knee deep in the creek,
the ocean breeze heavenly on my face.
The sound of the valley birds,
and the smell of summer rain.
Fifteen days left of this security,
and I leave again.
Finding the strength for goodbyes,
reminding myself why I am going back.
A phone call to London,
a text from a dear friend...
I do have a place there...
a reason to return.
Belonging nowhere;
yet in both places feeling at home.
Torn between two contrasting countries,
trying to see which one fits best.
So confused and sad,
excited and energised to return.
Emotions in disarray.
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