I am an extremely nostalgic person, in a way this
gifts me my interest in exploring history; but on the flip side, this makes me
quite sentimental about absolutely everything in the past. Especially these few
days, I don't know if it's my homesick, the anxiety of my first college finals,
my post-exam overindulgent fun, or maybe the far-fetched frigidness of the
Canadian Winter, a mix of deep-seated sentiments floods my thoughts everyday.
When I was looking through my old photo back in September, this mixed feeling
stroked me relentlessly. I was about to cry, and there is no rationale behind
it. I can only blame it on me being too nostalgic.
