How do you feel when you revisit places where you have amazing memories?

After 2.5 years away I eventually went back to China and I’ve been working part-time in the same place where I lived and worked earlier. I live in a different district now though.

Everyday when I go to my part-time job, I visit the places where I have memories about the every corner, I had lots of my firsts there.

Today I went out of the office and felt the smell of the air that smelled the same as I remembered it from years ago. I remembered myself walking with my first love during the quarantine, I remembered our home which was 500 meters away, I remembered how we walked, laughed and loved exactly on the same street as I am today, but that he is not there anymore.

The distantly sad thought came to me that 3 years ago today I wouldn’t imagine I would walk here alone.

However, I breathed in the air and felt that I feel peaceful with my past. And those memories no longer awaken pain in me instead just a distant reflection of my own happiness, as if I see my past as a movie scene happening right in front of my eyes, I remember every word and every laugh we shared on that streets. And yet, strangely enough that’s all in the past, in another reality.


How weird it is that at those places I was my happiest and today there’s only a memory left from what I used to think would be my lifelong love story.

But I also feel very happy today walking in those streets alone. I felt peaceful and happy that I am here and I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow.

Is this how moving on feels like?

How do you feel when you revisit places where you have amazing memories?
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