The Wait
Finally I decided to pen down something on this old dusty blog of mine which I'm very much sure will be resurrected once I touch down in my "tanahair". Yes, you read that right. I'm coming home.
It has been a fantastic two years working here in the big city, well if you would want to count since the day I got my feet on this very ground, it has been nine years. It's been that long, yes.
Next month I'll be moving back to Sarawak, Miri to be exact and start a new line of job, still within the banking line but with a different view. Currently I'm serving my one month notice period. And Arthur was right, I find that this the longest month of my life. Gosh! How much I hate the wait.
Well, I guess I've learnt a lot during these past two years, met lotsa nice people and I'm blessed with the experience that I've had all these years and I thank God that I survived.
I guess sometimes, when you got older - there are more valueable things in life than just the likes of partying hard all night and shopping. I guess that part is settling down and enjoy the greater things in life.
I'm coming home!