Very Rojak Sentiments

Ah... I am so home! It feels good to wake up where I am familiar with, the bed, the pillow, the blanket, the smell of the surrounding, the smell of summer in Melbourne! My nose is very sensitive to the smell of the air in each season. Well, took a deep sniff, I smelled very subtle eucalyptus in the evening breeze on my way to gym last night. I thought to myself, that's it, I must be home.

Here I am again after a month and half away from home. Back to my routine, which is not so bad afterall, I realized. Like usual, I woke up in the kibitzing noises of my tribe. Vaguely hearing the morning TV news in the stage of half awaken. Oh yea.. It's nice to make that 1st cup of coffee in the comfort of those baggy PJ, taking a stroll at the backyard enjoying that gentle morning sun.. just doing whatever I feel like and it's so cool, it's the taste of home sweet home.

Nothing.. just taking it easy.. do the reading that I am supposed to do.. oh those books..

I have been trying to summarize my holidays, realizing that it's hard to put into words, it's a very rojak emotions both proverbially and literally. I have learnt so much about things in life, or rather I managed to change some of my old perspectives about life through the trip. Most importantly I discovered something even surprising at which I was totally amazed by myself is that I have grown to be more tolerant about non-senses! haha.. and this will be the threshold to becoming a more diplomatic person, I hope.

Things have definitely become clearer in visions. So long the dream of living a nomadic life which I once thought would be so cool... After all these years of travelling and moving and relocating, it's nice to have a place called home. Well, it's not the matter of where it is physically, the assuring part is that you know you own one.