i wanna go home

So this is day what, 3 or 4 now?

Yep. I'm back in good ol' Singapore once more, for the better part of three months. I suppose I should be feeling joyous and excited and happy.

But strangely enough, none of those emotions came bursting to the surface the moment the plane landed.

Despite grumbling about the crappy shopping, the lousy food and the insanely early closing hours, Adelaide was an escape for me.

It was just about me. About what I needed to do, and what I wanted to do. It was about freedom, and it was about the choices I alone made.

Coming back here wasn't a breath of fresh air.

Staying there was.