Peace. . .

On hiatus mode for about two months!!! I give credits to the laptop which decided to crash (probably at the right time) and the bundles of papers to be done with before the hols (I had to!). That hiatus mode had its own busy-ness plus the multi-levels of stress to handle. It was as if I could almost burst and explode into a charging bull by just the act of a flaming red cloth. . .aww!!

I find myself online again from home after the long wait for the man to fix the lines since. . .well dunno exactly what the problem was. The guy said "Itu wayar sudah putus. Itu urang yang sambung dulu tidak kasi bikin bagus-bagus." And so the rambling of the flaws of the not-present-colleague begins.

"Home is where the heart is." That would really be true especially if you are still in the process of completing what you call home. Thus the dust, sand, chips of cement, pieces of metal are strewn all over the place and what makes it more unbelievably frustrating is sweeping the place wouldn't make any difference to cleanliness/tidiness within minutes. The children, on the other hand, are oblivious to that so-called surrounding. They consider it part of their playground and place their mom wallowing in various degrees of guilt - if they get hurt or sick or something?! Hmmm, anyway. Still its our very own home.

After the fuss of the day, I would sneak up to the attic, lean against a beam, let the cool night breeze carress me as I look out into the twinkling lights of neighbouring houses - the advantage of having it perched on a hill. In that blissful silence, I found my peace. I may have been 'terputus' from the peacefulness during the day but before drifting off to zzz land that's all I needed - a reconnection to it!

Peace Eyes!!