Gone

I just read my cousin’s blog on how she misses me even though we’ve only seen each other a few times in our lives. It was fun hanging out with her family for the past two months. I feel like my aunt is a funnier and more relaxed version of my mum. Sometimes I imagine what my life could’ve been like if we had stayed in Taiwan. I could’ve used my aunt as leverage if my mum didn’t want me to do something. haha. Or I could’ve have that relative closeness that some people have.

But now I’m on the other side of the world. Life is too short for people to waste time missing each other. But it’s true isn’t it? Maybe the world was meant to be big, so people wouldn’t meet other people from other countries, so we wouldn’t miss them once they’re gone. But even now that the world seems smaller, it’s still big. I’m still on the other side of the world. Even though it takes 18-20 hours to get there, it’s on one expensive ticket. I’d need a really good reason to go there.

What’s a good reason? I’m too young to go on impulsive vacations. But is it wrong to want to see someone you miss? Is it that big a stretch of the imagination?

Blah.

Piano

I miss playing piano. I miss home.