i had dreams about my family two days in a row now. what made those dreams so good were that they were so real i could've sworn that i was back at home with them. when i woke up, i realised that i was on the floor in my rented house, and none of my family members were around me. i felt like crying. it made me feel a whole lot more empty than i already am. i wish my house was near, a bus ride away just like my other friends but mine's far, far away, across the sea. i could only see them in June. i can't wait to go back home. home will create necessary distractions. gives me something else to focus my mind and energy on.
i miss my family. i really do. i wanna go home.
p.s: Kuching.
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