I’m back in Perth! I was horribly sick when I returned but I’m much better now.But I’m also back at work (T___T).
It’s always difficult leaving Kuching and my parents behind. There’s my Ah Pa buying his soft cone at the airport again, he also bought one for my brother who had no trouble eating it despite having dislocated his shoulder playing futsal *duh*.
But it’s good to come back to Perth as well. Especially when there are nice things like great coffee waiting for you.
And then there’s them. And a special someone.
It’s nice to come back to this too.
daitaoha 