Missing home.

The feeling that everything is going to be okay comes with the assurance of having loved ones around and people to come home to. I miss that.

I have great friends around, great flatmates, a great job, an enviable lifestyle.

And yet there are moments when I find myself longing for the hectic choc-a-block lifestyle I once had in KL.

Probably not missing the jam and the feeling that I'm always living on overdrive. It's the people.

Looking at my next Aeroline ticket home helps.