back to growing roots again.
its funny, through all the travels and stays wherever, as soon as I touch down at IGI, its like I was never away, whether it was for days or months or years. All the moments, the routine, the new life, the faces, places, smells, feelings just evaporate and all thats left is some JPEGs, blogposts, and that old, but in my case not so trusted, memory.
I do miss that place we called home for 8-9 months and the life we had there...but all the intense nostalgia's been shredded through...landing on my feet, again. maybe its cos I've been through it before.
did feel the proverbial lump and the mist in the eyes for some minutes as we drove away...felt more sad for her since for her it was life as she knew it in the immediate moment, as all toddlers are wont to. She knows this is her home, always did remember but is slowly getting comfortable with the corners and spaces.
Life...accumulating all the experiences I can before its time to let go of all of it and unlearn all from day one.