Alone in a city where I used to live for five years, it felt nostalgic to be back.
While some things have changed, others remained the same; similar to how my life went.
The things I used to complain about a lot then didn’t matter now, but I remember some things: the people I used to spend time with, the places we went to, and the dreams I used to think about.
This is the place where I look forward to my future self. This is the place where I look back and remember who I used to be.
So many things could change in five years. And I wasn’t able to appreciate it deeply until I came back here. I used to be here. But I’m sure not staying here forever.
Because like water, I keep moving.
Life goes on where it flows.