Came back just now from a late-evening duty. Opened the door to find the apartment smelled of porridge. It really felt like home.
(And if you've never heard the mighty Dan bring it home, here's how it's done.)
An attempt to convey a few of the thoughts & feelings of an expatriate teacher in sunny Singapore (and adjacent spots on occasion.)
Came back just now from a late-evening duty. Opened the door to find the apartment smelled of porridge. It really felt like home.
(And if you've never heard the mighty Dan bring it home, here's how it's done.)
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