Two months I had been back from the UK. I could still remember the day I was totally solo on my path back to Malaysia.
I cried non-stop at Heathrow airport. Some people at the cafe noticed my non stopping two lines tears, they curiously peeked at me, but I didn't not really care.
Two month, and till now, Rhys has begun its business. My life still continued with a lots or race, racing with my time, racing with my energy and patience.

I wasn't sure whether it is a wise idea to have Rhys at this moment. Parents are getting old. Things are changing. Many chaos happened, even quicker than my pace. I got a bit mindless now.

Do you know how I miss you Cardiff ? I miss you all.
Miss you, my torch bearer. Now he has gone to fetch other. I am on my own with my torch, continue my journey.

Somehow, sometimes maybe we got a chance to meet, I hope my old wise owl would direct me some of the wisdom of life.

God bless you all, all my friends in the UK.
I miss you all. xoxox