Home is where the heart is.

I seldom think about home when I am away due to an assignment. I take it as part of the job. Just need to get the work done and get myself back home. Simple as that.

Somehow things aren't that easy now. I do think about home. I guess when times are difficult, one would think about things that are comforting. For me, home is comforting. Come to think about it, I am a homely person. Meaning, I prefer to stay at home most of the time. And do what you ask? I dunno. Clean the house, tidy the place. Or just laze and rest while watching tv.

Even when I was younger a bit (a very little bit), I still prefer to stay at home. I only go out for sports. Or when I need to buy some stuff, I just go out. Seldom do I go out for no reason. Unless my buddy, Rene calls me up and says let's go loiter everywhere. And I mean everywhere.

Maybe age is catching up. And I miss home. Especially my small hometown, Ipoh. Small city actually, though I don't think Ipoh actually falls into the city category at all. I long to return to my hometown. Far away from all the pollution in the city. Far away from all the hustle and bustle in the city. Just peace and quiet.

Home is where the heart is.

The World Cup is coming. Yay!!!