Once upon a time...
Home is the sweetest place..
Mum's lovely meals, laundry done,slacking in front of the PC..
All I have to worry is what excuse to give the next day if I was going out dating...
Never really appreciate that..
This trip home..
I am prepared whatever comes...
On a daily basis,never really stop from the second I wake up...
Nobody is going to do my laundry...
Nobody has time to prepare my meals... I am not a little girl anymore...
It is exhausting but I'm fine. No complaint as long as Dad can get better and better..
However, it is too challenging.. Drama can happen anytime...
Physically tired as well as mentally exhausting..
I wish I could be more capable to have everything under control.. I wish.. Everything can be good again...
