A smile forms on my lips as the jet slowly lands on the runway.
Finally home.
Opening the window, I look outside and see everything running backward. Speed is gradually decreasing, just a few minutes and I will set foot on my homeland. It seems like years I have been here.
Have you ever felt one hour has passed in the blink of an eye when you are doing something you like and the same one hour doesn't seem to ever end when your mind is somewhere else?
Well, I felt that just now.
It was only a one-hour flight but it seemed like one year to me because of my eagerness to reach quickly seeing that it's been six months since I came home last, my country was calling me.
"Wow, Evie, the weather is great!" Leah says excitedly as we slowly get off the jet.
"Yeah. Spring in New York, supposed to be great." I reply with a relaxed smile.
Some guards rush towards us and take our luggage. I give them a wave and make our way through the departure with them following us from behind. Once we are outside of the airport, a gentle breeze strokes my face, ruffling my hair. It's a sunny morning. The soft white clouds swimming throughout the endless blue sky.
Many can see various shapes in the clouds. I wish I were one of them. I look up at the sky in hope to see something but my eyes can't catch anything more than some white fluffy cotton candy-like things dancing and dancing, making me want to eat them.
Yeah, I am very unromantic I know.
At least I read Romeo and Juliet if that counts.
Though I don't have anything like a love life, I love reading romance. Books are one of the greatest reasons I breathe for. When the cruelty of the real world suffocates me, I seek peace in someone's own imaginary world. The one who said "Books are man's best friend" was really genius.
Looking around the place, I smile and take a deep breath letting the freshness of spring air refresh my mind. Every time I come here I feel happy. A strange happiness that I never feel anywhere else. Maybe only motherland can give that feeling. No matter how beautiful or advanced the country you live in or for how long, you could never feel the way in anywhere in the world which you feel in your own country. That's incomparable.
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