escort diary® of Kiara Edwards: First Morning Back in Melbourne
It’s my first morning in Melbourne. I wake up well rested, a quiet sense of peace wrapping around me like a soft blanket. The city feels familiar again, like I’ve slipped back into rhythm.
The sheets are warm against my skin as I stretch, unhurried, taking a slow breath that fills my chest with calm. After a long steamy shower, I slip into a winter dress that feels comforting and new all at once.
Outside, the air greets me, cool, crisp, alive. I pause for a moment, letting the breeze kiss my face, smiling to myself as I realise how good it feels to be home. The city hums gently around me, the sound of trams and morning chatter floating through the streets.
I wander through the laneways, glancing into windows, watching the city wake. At one of my favourite cafés, a smiling waitress leads me to a quiet table. Feeling a little adventurous, I skip my usual coffee and order a mimosa instead, a small celebration of being back, of feeling grounded and renewed.
The bubbles tickle against my lips as I watch the world move, strangers laughing, cups clinking, sunlight spilling across tables. I take it all in before heading home, a lightness in my step and excitement in my chest.
There’s a spark in the air today. A sense of beginning again.
