I sprained my ankle again. I thought I could handle it so I went to work today. Hahaha. Right. I walked from Claisebrook Rd to Gladstone St and I was tired. And then I made a trip back for lunch. And that was all I could handle for today. I have been on my bed since I got back at 1.00pm. And my ankle still cannot handle too much weight. Dang it, I need to lose some weight. ;)
I am glad I came home though. Because coming home meant I had plenty of time to be by myself, planning my trip home. Yes, I am going home! I am uber excited about that. I can't wait for it to come, but don't want it to end that quickly too. I am already filling my calendar up, and I am excited to see it filled up with meeting people. I miss my friends and I am glad I will be seeing them soon.
I haven't smelt the fragrance of life at home for 9 months now. This is my longest streak being away. By the time I touchdown in KL, it would have been 11 months straight. Almost one year. How time has passed. I wonder how my emotions would hold up when I arrive at home. And how it would be when the time draws near to my leaving Malaysia again.
Would I feel absolutely lost being back there having felt so much more at home here lately? Will I betray my own feelings and thoughts? Gah...
I am off duty tomorrow. Yay. I pray Monday I will be back on my feet. Yes, Jesus, please. :)
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