Broken Memories
I lived here for 7 years. Took the tube every single day, and it felt like it would stay that way for a very long time. And then it happened – gradually, yet looking back, so fast – and that entire return home passed by before I even realized it. Today, I am in London merely as a tourist. I know these places, yet at the same time, everything is different. It is no longer "my city". Similar, but different. Broken Memories.
Post London #1, 2019