I left my heart in Sydney

There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
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Having lived in Sydney for the past four years, Sydney has easily become THE place I call "home". (Don't get me wrong however; Mississauga is still and always will be my "home home", if you know what I mean). I suppose that once you begin to feel comfortable in a new place, that place easily starts to feel like home. In this regard, it's true what they say--that "home is where the heart is". And at this moment in time, it seems that I've left my heart in Sydney.

I've been in Adelaide for two weeks now. On my first two days here, I was warned by three different people that the people in this city are quite "cliquey". I now see why these people have said that. With each passing day, I become increasingly homesick, or shall I say 'Sydney-sick'. While people in Adelaide are generally "nice", I've certainly found it difficult to form friendships, especially in the hospital where I am currently working. I don't if it's just me, but I'm under the impression that the interns at my hospital are largely unapproachable and unfriendly. Granted, I'm from interstate, while most of them have spent the last four to six years of their lives together and therefore they are bound to have their own little cliques. But when I think about my hospital back in Sydney, people seemed so much less vile. Perhaps, it's still a bit too early to have established meaningful friendships by this time. But, not knowing anyone in Adelaide has certainly contributed to the loneliness and homesickness I've been suffering from of late.

But then again, I shouldn't really be complaining. After all, it was my choice to leave Sydney, where 95% of my close contacts here in Australia currently reside, and to move to Adelaide. (Though I should point out: this move was strategic for the purposes of my career). I was so desperate to leave Sydney behind, because of some not so pleasant experiences I suffered through in my first two years of living there, and to have a fresh start. Now that I'm in a new city, where nobody knows me, where I do not know anyone, and where I can certainly have my fresh start, all my heart could wish for is to be back in good old Sydney.

Hopefully, these feelings of regret and loneliness are merely temporarily. But, I can definitely say with much confidence that even having lived in various cities throughout my life, making friends doesn't get easier. At this point in my life, I would much rather form friendships that are meaningful and worthwhile, instead of them being out of convenience. After leaving Sydney and having moved to Adelaide, I've certainly left behind some really good friends and some pieces of my heart in the process.