My flight back to England ended with a landing pattern that took us directly over the centre of London on the clearest night I've ever landed in.
I could see everything so clearly, circling over the Thames past Big Ben, rounding the Tower Bridge and Millenium Dome nipping the tip of Canary Wharf while keeping the London Eye at the pivot of our turn.
It was a pretty cool moment to mark my first proper-long-ish-term return since I'd first left England 5yrs ago.
It was also at this point that I realised; that although this is the place where I grew up...
I deeply, deeply miss already - my life in Asia.
I'm now pretty certain my life doesn't reside in the UK anymore.