So after 4 yrs I'm back to the very same place where I spent my 21st birthday alone, gave me bad skin and some nice/unwanted memories. Yeh it still gave me bad skin, got very dry hands when I was there..
(Sighhh... see what I mean? my thumb looks like a dried prune)

It was nice to be back to a place where I spent part of my life after being away for so long. Or maybe it was time to go back and realised that I was a prisoner trapped not by key and lock but by my own inner devil. As one of my friends commented. When you no longer feel uncomfortable being there it simply means you have truly moved on..


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