No.
It is more of being homesick for things that has happened,
or of things that usually took place back at home.
Even as i am typing a thousands of images of people and places and events are flashing thru my brain.
Rasa macam, sedih, nostalgic, pleasant, rindu, excited, terkilan, and in the end, a weak smile.
Ever played around with those water color in tubes
When you mix several colour and you don't mix them properly, you would get that swirls of colours right? Each colour distinguishable, but impossible to extract.
Then you went on to mix them until all those colours blend to become one homogeneous shade that you wouldn't know the name of. Rasa macam tulah kot.
A cup of varied emotions thrown into a bowl.
Pour in some reels of memories,
add expectations and brutal honesty to taste. Mix well.
et Voila!-
a feeling I can't describe.
Hurmph can't wait to go home.
I'm well aware that not everything that I am homesick for will be replicated.
But half is enough;
half would be great.
After all a half plus a set of new ones will still make a whole.
A whole.
Bukan a hole.
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