My parents were very excited to see me probably because they didn't see me for about one week. Well parents. And Saturday just past uneventfully, which was good. I took public transport back home and my mom picked me up at the station. It was good i've always loved taking train. I don't like driving though but i have to drive cuz' it saves me a lot of time. And its convenience. So, i can listen to music, read and look out the window in the train. It kinda nice. I listened to Shane Filan's latest album and fell into sleep peacefully. How wonderful my afternoon. My dad brought us out to night market after dinner and we talked when we back to home. Simple and nice. Relaxing weekend. I've missed that.
I saw this photo online and reminded me of one of the poems i wrote earlier which i named it 'The Green Uniforms'. The message you get might be different from mine but here is mine:
'He misses his home; his time; his lover; his hobby. The old piano in the wood reminded him that he was once a graceful pianist and he somehow have forgotten about it and the first sound it produces sound like a stranger to him. His tears fall and he had missed that. How is home now?'
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