Where the Dust Settles

I remember the first time I stood on the red earth of the Australian desert. I looked down at my feet and then up at the sun setting over the purple mountains, among swirling currents of orange, yellow and blue. Although I had never been to the desert before, I experienced a distinct feeling of being "home". For me it was simple; life changed at that very moment. The earth ran up through my veins and has stayed with me ever since.

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