Welcome, Beloved,
To where you belong. The home
That keeps missing you.
ā
They are welcoming me home with love ā„ļø






graphs of my Universe
Welcome, Beloved,
To where you belong. The home
That keeps missing you.
ā
They are welcoming me home with love ā„ļø






Freedom to express:
Same as “whatever I like”?
My balcony cries.
I feel that this long weekend is really long and giving me great deal of space. My passport is retained for a visa vignette so I can’t fly out to give Singapore a break. Yet, I find that being at home for 4 days is amazingly beautiful experience. Cooking, reading, watching movies, listening to my oldies jazzzzzzzah and daydreaming…. But I missed one thing; I’ve left my plants with just watering without greeting. I’m looking out at all of my plants through the window, I hope they are still as happy as can be. If they want to express their protest, let them come to my dream and say “Dear, Human. Be wise and greet me.” š„°

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