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Listening to yiruma brings me back to the time when i was in my room in indonesia, i was on my bed and looking up at the ceilling and i was daydreaming how my life would be, what job could i get, what kinda guy i would end up with and a simplest thing like what food that i have for diner...those things that i miss the most

I miss my family...i miss the way my dad rub my head when i'm doing my homework, i miss how my mom wake me up every morning and then i'll always be the first person who wake up and then i have little fight with my sister because she's so lazy to open her eyes and get up from the bed..

I miss our conversation when we're in the living room or in the car or wherever it is when we're together...
I miss how we tell our stories to each other, story about what we had through the day or about some celebrities and politicians or about our plans in the future, i miss how we make jokes, how we tease eachother or how we tease dad because he's the only person among us who has huge gengsi.

Happiness simply means being surrounded by your beloved ones.