It's strange when a few days ago you still wake up to the clear water and then next thing you know you already come back home. The plane ride and the days spent between going back home and the stop over in KL spending time with my friends feels so surreal as well. It all feels like a blink of an eye. I didn't want to leave yet. There are so many things that I haven't seen there. It's been a busy month. I've come back to the filming set. Right now I'm shooting on an american tv show. It feels good to be back on the set again. Having that pace and that activity, meeting new people and old friends. But I guess I left my heart at that hill's feet, that occasionally I find my self wishing that days spent there hadn't ended yet. It lingers in my mind.