my family rarely eats outside, but i guess today was an exception. sadly, worst decision ever. while munching on my tasteless dinner, i can’t help but miss my mum’s cooking. quality of food aside, i guess what makes the difference is the curiosity and anticipation of what my mum cooked on that day.  i guess this is what they called cherish, for i never knew the the bliss of having a homecooked dinner till today.

on a side note, my fingers are itching to play some chords. hope maestro returns me my guitar soon ):


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