I feel a lot of nostalgia… it is as if I am living a day in my older life..

Given I am preparing for some exams, I decided to go to cafes as I used to do for studies..

I used to do it to put myself in a healthy mental state and keep myself away from home.. now why? I think to derive self discipline and to look in the wiring of my brain and retrieve that old habit.. sitting in a cafe will mean that I won’t reach for an evening relaxing drink, or decide to mount something on the wall or lie on the coach..


But putting myself in that same state, makes me feel as if I will go home and find my mother judging me with her eyes as I walk into the door and me trying to avoid the hazards in the corridors (that is my brother) until I safely reach my room at the end of the corridor..


As bad as it was.. I do feel a bit of nostalgia towards that older life and my looking forward to immigration and wondering if it would really ever come true!