our suite room numbers on the second floor are
years. well, they’re not years, at least not on purpose. the room numbers
start in the 2000’s, then they go up to 2016 as far as i’ve seen. whenever i
see the room numbers, random memories from that year come back to me. i don’t
know why, but this past week i’ve been thinking about things i haven’t thought
of in years. times with my parents, when my cousins came to visit for chan’s
high school graduation, hooping with yosh and the crew at the crib, navigating
adolescent love with firsts, coming home from doubles at andy’s, just so many
flashes when i look at some of these numbers. you don’t think much is happening
day to day, but when you’re reminded of how much you’ve forgotten, life is
amazing actually.
perhaps i feel so nostalgic because life currently isn’t what i thought it’d be, perhaps it’s because i’m not approaching life how i did during these flashes of nostalgia.
-ratha, 3:21pm, 2.3.22