The day after

The last day in Kuching is not the worst. It’s the day after landing in Perth, when you have ample time to walk around the empty house aimlesly, when reality finally sinks in that your holiday is really over and you don’t know when you’ll see your family again.

The day after is when depression sinks in. I’m almost looking forward to going to work just so I can stop moping. At the moment¬† my heart is so heavy and I just wish I could sleep the rest of the day away.

Sigh.

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1 Response to “The day after”


  1. 1 slappedbygunk February 9, 2011 at 1:07 pm

    SIGH.


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