You know that feeling when you suddenly feel that everything is old?
You were appreciating new sites and people and just a snap of a finger now you are back walking the same streets when you were fifteen.
Is this what they call Home?
I am back to my “city” and everyone even if you asked Mariya about it wants to know where will I go next?
Where will I go next?
What is going to happen?
to chase more dragons?
or to sit still and appreciate silence just for a moment.