I was running some errands and decided to make a turn to visit an old place.
Things looked very different, but i still managed to get a slight feel off it.
A lot of things that i had to deal with later in life began from there, that chapter.
It was meant to be forgotten, but i guess i did not.
It was written in a book before, and i ripped the entire chapter out and burnt them.
I guess i really had no reason to be there, but just to feel how it began. I couldn't even locate the right place, but there were plenty of familiar landmarks.
I drove past the girl's school, it was the first of many landmarks that used to guide me there.
I drove past the hawker stalls, where what i thought was the end started to begin.
I couldn't find the location. Maybe it was taken down, or i was lost.
A part of me wants to go back there. It means a lot to me in a way that i never knew possible.
Some scars really take some time to heal, even when it's just a hairline.
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