A premier

I'm from Queensland.

I'm from Sydney.

I sometimes confuse myself when I am asked. To be honest I offer up the information, unbidden, more often than I am asked, perhaps in an effort to make myself different from those around me.

I am not sure how I decide which truth to tell. I feel more at home in Sydney but I feel that I need to come from somewhere. A place in the world that I can point at and say "It began there" even if I may never really belong anywhere ever again.

I haven't traveled north of the Sunshine Coast since I was a child. I am a Queenslander whose boundary ends at the Noosa River. I have no affinity with the vast expanse beyond but I suspect this is the case with many from "The Great South East". Does that make me less of a Queenslander?

Now my weather reports are full of unusual place names like the Mallee and the Grampians. Not the Wide Bay or Darling Downs of my youth or even the Hunter and Highlands of my Sydney years. Strange unexplored lands that I have no connection with. Maybe one day.

Until that day I am still from Queensland. A state that voted in the first ever popularly elected woman premier on Saturday. My knowledge of her isn't the best but I like what I see. I think she is an honourable woman. That's good enough for me.