~Unpack~

I woke up at 10.20am,for a sudden,I was at lost at where I was.
The walls were white,not purplish-pink.
There was no clock on the wall,nor pictures of my sister.
And I was sweating when I woke up.
It took me 5 seconds to remember.
I was back in Japan.

And so I did what I had to do.
I did my laundry first.
And then I started unpacking.
Then laundry round number 2.
And more unpacking.
Then room cleaning,
Then house cleaning.
Rest for a instant noodle lunch.
Then laundry round number 3.
I finally settled down after 4 hours.

Now I'm in dilemma.
Unpacking is supposed to be therapeutic.
Or so I assume.
But why is it that when I change my curtains,
I suddenly thought of my mum picking up the curtains design with me,for me?
Why is it that when I scrub the kitchen,
I suddenly remember how spotless-clean my kitchen in KL was?
Why is it that when I was eating my instant noodles lunch alone,facing the not working internet,
I suddenly remembered the air-condition restaurants in KL I visited with friends while surfing the net using Wi-Fi available everywhere?

And why the hell is my house,my neighbourhood so quiet all of a sudden???
I think I should get out of my house..
Cuz emo has just set in.
I need human contact.