Aug 11
Airport is a place i see most number of happy faces. It’s special.
Changi used to be warm and welcoming, now I feel almost envious seeing the happy people hugging.
Waiting for a HK flight to touch down, the familiar Cantonese, sometimes American accent, all make me feel so nostalgic. Even seeing the word Heathrow touches my heart somewhere.
I know I am just suppressing lots of emotions nowadays.
My head knows where the home is. My heart doesn’t.
Changi feels cold and unfamiliar now.
