It is a peculiar feeling. Despite my numerous trips; every fortnight, I have never felt this way before.
Today I came back on an ordinary Monday. A working day. Dressed in my office wear, embarking from Changi in Singpore and arriving in KLIA by almost noon. It could have been just an ordinary working day. But the fact that I'm flying home; for work, for the first time made me kinda... anxious. I thought it would be much simpler than it already is. No big deal, just back to my own homeland for two short weeks. It could have been just like before...few years back...working life in KL.
Perhaps its the hotel or maybe its just the treatment I've received at the client's place today that made me feel somewhat 'different'. I felt like a tourist. Like as if I dont belong here anymore. People at the client's place referred to me as the vendor from Singapore. Though I'm still local (i have assured most of them that i am), to them...i'm still an employee of a vendor...from Singapore.
Friends that I have contacted about me coming back for two weeks (normal working weeks) have been more than warm to line up meet-ups, dinners etc. which i'm still glad about. I could have gone home...but i suppose that would have to wait till the weekend.
I thought I would be able to sleep early, get up early, have breakfast at the hotel and go out to work early before I jumped into bed earlier. I have tried. Rolling on the new bed for almost 30mins now, still I dont seem to be able to fall asleep just yet. Bought a prepaid internet card earlier at the lobby for RM100 for a 24 hours acess. An expensive rate, I think. But since this is reimbursible, I suppose I couldn't care any less. So it's a lil surfing and blogging time for me...it's been quite a boring week, if not months...this short burst of excitement, i suppose...arrived at a pretty good time.
