A step back in time

I seemed to have taken a step back in time. That familiar layout, familiar metal toilet door... It felt just like my old house...

I've been studying at a friend's house this week. Stepping into his house brought a flash of nostalgia as I surveyed the layout of the house. It is almost exactly the same as my previous house, where I had such fond memories of my childhood. My fears... My joys... Throughout my formative years, till I was 14, that house had been a part of every little step I took.

I did not experience any major life-changing events there, but its precisely the simplicity of my life while I was there that made that place so particularly memorable. Or perhaps it was more due to the the time rather than place. It was a time of innocence, of carefreeness. A time when everything was so plain and simple. A time when friends are friends and mean what they say. A time when I did not have to worry about people misinterpreting what I mean.

Everything was so plain and simple.