Last night, i wrote a draft entry about my Birmingham-Dubai-Manila flight via Emirates Airlines. The whole flight, which lasted for approximately 18 hours is a tiring one. I am happy though because I saw my Nyok friends waiting for me at the airport. O yes, I was in the same flight where Spongecola and Pupil band were and some of the OFWs who were rescued from Libya.
Do you know where you're going to?
I won’t be publishing that one for now, but i will on my other blog. I simply want to express the things that are bothering me as I step back to the country.
After three months, i am again lying in my bed – i have one electric fan, two green pillows and a regular bed sheet. I am back to wearing shorts and not pajamas. I don’t wear socks anymore and i don’t need any heater to keep the whole room warm. I am seriously back in my own room. The thought of being back is good, but i rather feel empty.
