First Day Arrived Home

I was on the airplane, seated near the window, next to two other strangers. It was a very long journey, a 16-hour flight. My legs felt numb. I became impatient and nervous. I shook my legs, wondering, "When will all this be over?" I thought, letting out a big sigh. Then, I saw streetlights from the window. I checked the time on the small TV screen in front of me. It was 5:30 in the morning. I couldn't believe I was finally here. I heard the pilot make an announcement, followed by the flight attendant announcing the local time and reminding us about the seatbelt. I felt overwhelmed with happiness. My eyes became wet. I tried my best to hold back my tears.

A land that I had never stepped foot in before. A strange land that I could finally see from above, and for no reason, it felt so familiar. A feeling of longing suddenly emerged; it was so weird. For no reason, I called this place 'Home'. And now, I've been here, making a living in my home.