On this day then, and today-

One year ago today, I had just moved to Prague. And two years ago today, I had just started my senior year of uni. Three years ago today, I would be leaving next week on September 11 for a semester in England, after that heartbreaking goodbye to a first love, my last love. Four years ago today, I entered into the semester that would change my life forever; serving as a precipice to each year that followed.

Today. Today, I passed this woman as I stood at a crosswalk ahead. Frozen in time. In the haunting space of remembrance.

I thought of how one day my nostalgia will span across decades, rather than years. I will sit on a bench just like her here. My face a bit more aged, wrinkled. I'll think of this lady by my favorite Korean cafe, where I lived after that year I gave away everything I owned to move across the world. Alone.

And perhaps by that time, I'll have collected an encyclopedia's worth of stories to tell to somebody's kid. Maybe even my own.