Home

It's such a wonderful feeling, to come home after a day of school, of going out. That no matter how bad the day went, home still calls at the end of the day. Or to share the joy of how great a day it has been. Such a blessing. I realised how much I miss the 'going home' part when I was in Penang. (Because sleep is upstairs, and work is downstairs! haha) There's Mum and also thumbs up to home cooked food! Typing on the computer, writing in my diary, reading journals, day-dreaming away, drinking some fruit juice or hot tea, looking absolutely ghastly in specs and PJs but feeling absolutely relaxed and contented. And happy. Even though there's so much work. Happy:)