I've really missed being home, and this time round it's different. A part of me wants to be come back home, where my family and my friends are. Yet, another part of me is quietly going "you're not yet ready to leave" yet. I must say, these past couple of days - mean the world to me. I am very lucky, to have people I will miss so much when I fly ( Read more... )

On the way back from New York, I dreamt of you, Ron. And those dreams are like a personal nightmare. The warmth of your smile in those dreams, the scent of your skin, the person I loved with everything I had. Everything. And it wasn't enough. I'm still recovering. Months down, there are moments where I see the logic behind the decision. But ( Read more... )