What even is a home? Is it a city? A country? An apartment? I’ve changed homes a lot in my life. Maybe that’s where my restless soul comes from; a soul that always has to explore and discover something new.
Everything seems so easy. Natural. No need to spend a lot of effort. Everything is proceeding on its own. It’s just as it should be. This is what happens when you’re on the right track.
I made up my mind as I walked from Portorož to Savudrija. When crossing the Slovenia-Croatia border, I decided to take the last train. Not back to Slovenia, but far far away, to Down Under, to Australia.