Australia.

I miss the days I took the bus to the beach. Or walking to uni, a 25 minute walk with a gorgeous view of River Derwent. Or spending time with my friends, some whom I couldnt really get to know because of past social anxiety. I miss the little daisies on the ground and the beautiful skies. I miss the people. Or playing piano in the halls. I miss my classes and a friend's addiction to mochas on cold mornings. I miss a lot. I hold these dear to me, these beautiful things. Cherished memories that wont fade away *in a good way*.