I truly do. This is home. Where I can be myself, speak my fast paced broken English, not make small talk if I don’t want to because nobody expects that, have 100001 things to do if I choose to, meet and hang out with people because thankfully I still have tons of friends here, and people just get me here. They just get it. I love being in the majority again. I love not having any mysteriousness about me. Being the “other”. Nope, I’m part of the crowd and I love it.
Of course, best of all about being home is getting to indulge in delicious home-cooked and cheap hawker center food.