Home alone

I will write pretending like I havent been away for a long time.

I have nothing to write actually. Apart from the fact that a flight across few seas and a couple of oceans, to the erstwhile land of dreams, happened a month ago, life has pretty much been the same.

I write today because today is different. I am home alone after a long time. Must admit, life 'home alone' is disturbing. Partly because it brings back some deeply buried memories and largely because I have simply lost touch. Things inside feel 'uncertain'.

I miss my 'mummy' mom..
I miss my 'wifey' mom..