After 216 days, 31 cities, 17 countries, 3 seasons and 2 homes, i think i am ready to go home. the real home.
the last barrier now standing between me and the plane is the c. 32kg of check-in luggage i need to clear. (which is not bad already!)
everything seems so surreal. i go to sleep now, wake up, and fly to a different world. one i used to know. so much has happened in the last 7 months+, so many changes to go through and i'm finally coming back a full circle. at the same time, so much must have happened at home too, so much from which i've been completely cut off.
what a mesh of emotions, expectations and events.
it's been such a whirl that i have to catch up with myself.
and i have 13 hours to do so.
dear God, please let the person at the check-in be sympathetic and kind, i need to move my life back to singapore, and all the stuff in my bags too.
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