Weekend

I could not stay home alone on weekends, otherwise, my tears would drip down endlessly.

I went out to the gym on Saturday, visited several nutritional shops afterwards then talked my dad for one hour before I called it an early night. On Sunday morning, I went for an early easy bike ride from the west to the east before I headed to my dance studio. Now I am waiting to talk to my dad again.

For the past 7 years, I hardly called home. I only looked for my family when I needed something. Now, things have changed.