Had a terrible urge to walk the streets of Melbourne today. The winter light was shining all over, causing the craving. I’m usually in a car driving myself but had the luxury of being the guest in someone else’s car. This city is amazingly beautiful and its beauty is so characteristic to each suburb, each street. The city is shining with a diverse culture, so harmoniously blended. “I love you Melbourne” isn’t something ordinary to say, especially for me. I’ve built a life for myself here from scratch. Although the homesickness kick in pretty often these days, it’s almost a separate entity to being in love with this city. They go hand in hand, strangely. There’s a certain magic when sun shines on a cold day. It tells more, reflects more, reveals more. Today, the afternoon light played its magic on our streets and I watched it behind a car window, almost nostalgically.