I’m in Kuala Lumpur eating breakfast in Times Square looking out over the city. All week I’ve been eating spicy Asian food, and today I take some toast with apricot jam. Taking a bite, I’m swept into homesickness and longing for the green gold fields and laughing children of home. Amazing how our senses and emotions are so intertwined, so visceral, and so unexpected.
Apricot Jam in KL
