Home isn’t always sweet

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I walked pass the oak trees symmetrically lined at both ends of the road.

The road hasn’t changed much, just the trees have grown more branches.

It was the same route I walked on my way out, and going back wasn’t difficult.

At the middle of the road is a twin oak tree, whose branches have created a shed.

I sat there for a while, just like I did the first time I walked the road.

But the feeling was different; I didn’t feel like going back in.

Going back in time is like watching a dead football match;

No tension, no dilemma, and you obviously know what the outcome is.

I spent half of the day sitting under the twin oak tree with an ironic sense of calm… thinking.

As I reached where I was not supposed to be, I hoped that I don’t stay there for long.


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