It's been ages since I felt this way. I'm kind of homesick. The funny thing is I've been away from home for almost 5 years and this is perhaps the first time in all this while I feel homesick.
It's not so much that I miss Singapore as much as I miss the memories I have of Singapore. I know I can never go back to the way it was before, not because Singapore has changed (even though it has), but more because I have changed so much these last couple of years. I know that if I were to go home, it would feel like a much loved T-shirt I've out grown. Much loved but ill-fitting.
It's true what they say. I can't step into the same river twice. Life