home is where the heart is

I love being at home. The thing about my place in Pasir Ris is that there's a whole lot of windows, which makes the whole house bright and breezy in the day. Most of my friends who have come over only see it in the evening, where the windows are all shut for fear of blood-sucking mosquitoes (that's the trouble of being right next to the Pasir Ris Park forest) and the flat is illuminated by flourescent artificial light. The closed windows also mean the place is pretty stuffy cuz we shifted the air-con units into the rooms, leaving the main hall devoid of alternative cooling system other than natural breeze or the humble standing fan.

But in the daytime, when we spend the most time out of the house, is such a glorious time to appreciate the soft glow of the warm-hued interior, as the sunlight falls flatteringly on the brown-and-white furniture and faux marble floor. I must admit most of the comfort I find in this house is the presence of clothes - washed and fresh out of the dryer, strewn on the sofa or neatly folded on the coffee table but unclaimed by their busy procrastinating owners. You can tell it's not exactly the neatest place but I guess we're all kinda used to the organized mess. And besides, the messiness of the place shows the life in the home (and also that we're too preoccupied to keep it spick-and-span). 

I simply love the warmth exuded from my humble home in this small cloister of Pasir Ris flats, and although I'm always oogling at Ikea showrooms and the minimalist neatness of new, young couple flats, there's no other place I'd call home. Even if I'm only home on the weekends!

See that's the reason why I'd never treat my hall room as home, despite the many photos I pasted up and my messy attempt to artistically fill up the white wall beside my bed with handwritten notes and the used packaging from birthday gifts. So,yes, I miss my own home too much to stay in hall to study the whole recess week, cuz besides not taking very well to the idea of being cooped up studying lonelily in my room, I need the comfort of home and family. And even though i'm home alone for now, it's still comforting to be in the familiar presence of clean, unkept clothes and madly stacked cushions on the sofa.

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