Wednesday, March 20, 2013

#2

A part of me dies every time I'm back from my travels.


Don't get me wrong, KL is and will always be in my heart, it just never really feels like home here. In fact, I don't feel home anywhere.


Maybe I'm a nomad.. I like the thought of that. 
Like a wanderer but never lost.
Though I won't move just because of rainy weather.
I'd stay until my heart's content.


You know what they say; the world is your oyster. So why stay in one place when there's so much more out there? 
I think my eyes feed on new sights and soul on places unknown.
I wish I had explore my own city as much as I have others. 


Maybe then I'd miss "home".
But no, I think I'd like to stay an aimless globetrotter.



And my favourite block at Gillman Barracks';



Good Wednesday, everyone.

No comments:

Post a Comment