Melbourne Day 3

Marga left last night leaving me all by my lonesome. I'm actually feeling okay about it. I think I've gotten used to people leaving by now and know how to deal with it better. Is that sad? I reckon it's a good thing to get used to, but bad at the same time... Maybe it also has to do with my upcoming flight home. I'm looking forward to it and not at the same time. I keep thinking about it and it makes me really sad, like the same way you feel after a break-up, like a part of you is about to be ripped out never to be returned. But I know it will get better with time, as is always the case with break-ups. Okay, enough with the cliches. I've got to enjoy my time in Melbourne, the poorer and uglier but funkier and cooler cousin of Sydney.