whether it’s from the clerb or from your country of residence, going home is a boss move I live in Amsterdam and haven’t been back to Malaysia, my home, in almost 2 years. being back again now, just wow. the world is under a warm-sepia tone, food has unimaginable flavour, and people are swaggier than ever :))
Been home for a week and it has been a beautiful experience. I won’t ever move back but to see and appreciate my hometown has been eye opening. Just go back, even if it’s just a one time thing and you never return, you’ll find something beautiful about the place that raised you.
Ive been participating in a little ritual of drinking my coffee in front of the river that’s 20 paces away from da crib. I’ll fire up my dear espresso machine, measure out and pull a double shot into my whimsical arket mug, froth some milk, slide into my fav puffer, and walk the 20 or so steps to the bench by the river with MY mug dude. how fun is that the sun was surprisingly confident and brilliant by amsterdam standards today and wow feeling the warmth on my face, seeing the rays do their ✨twinkle✨twinkle on the water, sipping exceptional coffee that I made from MY mug… sublime. sketchy characters by the underpass to the right and the neighbourhood dogs trotting by on their daily walk add to the charm.
