I, of many words in my head.
They swirl around all day in my head, with no outlet. And when night falls, I am too tired to find them again.
My mouth pops nursery rhymes like it's going out of fashion.
My feet has travelled back home. My stomach has been filled with mum's good cooking, and good ol' fashion hawker styled food.
My eyes have feasted on familiar faces, familiar sights. Ah, my family, my heart, my all.
Back to my 'real' life now. Husband, kiddo, work (some anyway), more nursery rhymes.
xx
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