When people ask me if I miss UK, I don't have much of a reaction.
My words are hesitant.

I do not miss having cold hands almost all the time.
I do not miss the studies-induced-depression.
I do not miss feeling so distant from the people I love back home.

However,

I do miss long, leisurely, uninterrupted walks in Autumn.
I do miss staring outside the window, sitting in Tinderbox all evening.
I do miss cosy mornings, having a warm brunch in Transeurope.
I do miss friendly conversations with total strangers.
I do miss all the writing I can get done every single time I'm at Peckhams.
I do miss my friends there.

Oh well, can't get it all.
I'm on a mission to make Kuching mine again.

Now, if only there were less construction and cars on the road...