Back from Thailand.

There were somethings I missed.
My baby, my guitar, and my friends. And others. Hard to mention exactly what else.

And then there's the feeling of going back home. It feels the same everytime I go overseas and come back. Letting go of the different place I'm living in and going back to the place where most of my memories are.

Weird that I'm still missing my baby.

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