Back in Melbourne

Landed in Melbourne on a cold rainy day.

Grey. Wet. Dark. Sad. Gloomy.

The weather reflects exactly how I feel to part with my family and Bee again.

The dark clouds hung so low in the sky that I could almost feel them pressing on my heart. Heavily.

As I walked out of the airport, the cold wind was biting into my skin. Isn't it spring already?

The place I once called my magical city suddenly looked so dim.

Has Melbourne changed?

Or rather, have I?