When we moved in to our new flat that’s a few meters short of being in the city, the first thing that I worried about was going home. There was one bus that took us straight to school. It wasn’t the shortest bus ride but over the past months, I enjoyed taking it.
This was what my new life looked like. I first saw it through a tiny window in an airplane. Two years ago, on New Year’s eve,
Last year, seems like a distant past.
It was cloudy at almost second week into summer.