I go on the same route, back to college, and see what have I missed along the way.
Nothing much. I wondered, whether there isn't much to see along the way to college, or is it that my eyes have lost the ability to spot the hidden beauty?
Post-college life is a complete chaos of mixed feelings. Part of myself feel out of place, with this familiar route that I have taken everyday back then.
So familiar that now it's so strange to retrace the path.
The Queens tower is still there. Standing tall, overlooking the freed men, and those who are still chained to the slavery of courseworks.
Many things happened in the past 4 years. Some relationships are still there, some are not, some you are not even sure what have they turned into.
That's Imperial College for you. Many from the outside would like to enter, and many from the inside would like to escape from it. Can't believe we have been living with the irony for 4 years.
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