i seem to miss the smell of incense sticks burning at the altar.
i miss the sight of how the living room seems to be basked in a warmth, orange glow when the sun sets.
i miss the sight of mum's new car. i've forgotten what the colour looks like.
i miss the sound coming from the small telly at home.
i've even set the weather widget on my Apple's dashboard to show the weather at home.
i miss home.