Australian Air

So, Yesterday, I arrived back in Melbourne at about 3.30am. I stepped out of the airport and took a inhaled a big gulp of the fresh Australian air, and there it was. The Australian smell. I used to smell it back when I was living in Malaysia and came to Melbourne on holiday. But then I moved here and I guess I got used to it, and it just wasn't there anymore. I kinda missed it. So now, when I breathed in the cool air, I smiled. And started taking large deep breaths of it. Savouring the feel of it. Imprinting it in my memory. Because soon, I knew, it would be gone again. Funny how I put such significance into something as simple and the air. Mastralian Me. Disclaimer: I stole Mastralian from Kendrick. Maybe I'll just stick to Austlaysian. o.o