ten.
hey world;
it’s been ten months since I arrived in Tassie; where have all the time gone? Cliche as it sounds, it only seems such a short time ago that I left Singapore. Yesterday, while sending dear Alfred off to the airport, the car ride was a little emotional for me. Looking at the scenic beauty of the lands didn’t help the mood, either.
You see, it’s the last day we have with Alfred as housemates. We won’t be staying in Charles Street next year.
Zooming across the highway pass field after field of green grass and sheep/cows/horses, it reminded me of the first day here. The weather was about the same, perhaps slightly warmer. I still remember everything I felt, every new scene I witnessed.
I remembered how I met Alfred & the other housemate, and I remembered how we found the house. Being in a strange, new, foreign land has a way of bringing people together in the most unexpected ways. I have experienced so much in the short ten months. Things I would never have experienced in Singapore or anywhere else, or with anyone else. I remember the first week, the first month, our first car, our first meals, our first day of school. Our first road trip, our first obstacles, and everything in between and thereafter.
It seemed such a short time ago when I first met Alfred, but now, it’s as if I’ve known him for such a long time. Having to cohabit before getting to know someone was really difficult, but it’s been a whirlwind of adventures and discoveries, and I haven’t started missing him yet, but I will soon enough.
In the short trip to the airport, I also realised how fond I’ve become of Tassie. Boring as it may be to majority of the people, I’ve come to love the place. I prefer the cold to the heat; I love that complete strangers on the streets can smile and say “Good Morning” to me when I walk to church. I love that I get to walk to church and have breathtaking views every where I go. I love that it’s quiet and dark. I love that I have my own room here, and I love the awesome queen sized bed all to myself (heh).
And even though I really am excited about going back home, a part of me know that the moment I reach Singapore, I will start missing it here.
Having mixed feeling about going back. But it’s going to be Christmas, and I can’t wait to celebrate it with loved ones.
Til then, see you all back in Singapore soon.
I’m coming home.
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