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Where We Began

Things I want to remember. Saturday morning sun. His footsteps walking down the stairs. The shop around the corner. The hilly roads and the purple Volkswagen bus. The smell of the soil after the rain. The smell of the ocean when you drive along the east side of the city. The city lights from the top of the hill, a 5 minutes drive from the house where we lived. The view of the ferries crossing the strait and their honking horn from the second floor balcony. The daily morning newspaper and the weekly magazines delivery. The sports section on local newspaper. The smell of the toast bread from the kitchen counter. The chicken porridge from the local market. The wire fences along the oil refinery. The houses with front garden and screen door. The heat on weekends. The crowd over the mall. For the most part it holds the biggest part of our lives together. After all, this is where our lives began.

2 comments:

  1. Youre portraying my dream:) Reminds me of Spain.

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  2. Made me want to list things I want to remember.

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