"Hm...let me take a mome-- Wha-- Who was I again? Seems things have changed from yesterday. Oh! Ha, that's right."
The area was all too familiar to the male, his eyes taking in the large buildings and excited buzzing of those rushing about the streets. How long had it been since he’d been here? A week? A month? Shielding his eyes from the blaring sun, he took note of it’s position in the sky. “A day…” he murmured to himself, lowering his hand while glancing back over his shoulder. Such a long time and yet so short all at once. “Not old and yet not new. A….rebirth of sorts it would seem.” He continued muttering to himself, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans as he began his trek back to the familiar dorm building. Change is good, they’ve always said. And he supposed he had to agree. Now— the question was: How does one go about this whole starting over business when nothing is what it was the day before?
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