Goodbye home!

4 months sailed through so quickly, it's time to return to university. Spending the last few days of sweet home life voraciously gobbling up storybooks to last me through uni days. So many books, so little time.
Meanwhile dad is trying to get as many snapshots of me as he could, in a desperate attempt to pin down a memory, a fragment of time on print and paper. Don't we all? Like books and photographs, they're embodiments of bittersweet memories and thoughts.

One of dad's pic..

And so is my mind. I'm taking pictures with my mind, keeping them away for a rainy day, when i'm lonely and homesick. The smell of mum's cooking, the touch of my sister's cool cheek against my lips, the sound of dad coming home with the newspaper. The feeling of waking up late to a prepared breakfast, the liberty of watching movies and reading storybooks to your heart's content, without guilt gnawing away in your chest.
Ah, i could go on forever!

The slow-paced life.

Goodbye for now and see you again!