Revisiting Bay Area this week brought back lots of fond memories – the favorite Chinese restaurant in Mountain View (though I now know Toronto offers many better versions), the 101 highway that used to be a challenge, the house I stayed and partied during my second year. I also almost forgot how fantastic the weather is that swimming in outside pool is actually doable even in winter.
I drove around Palo Alto area a couple of times but didn’t make it to Stanford.
I have this peculiar fear to visit my Alma Matar – a fear of feeling old when facing all the aspiring young men and women, or an avoidance of overwhelming memories, or the fear of “same place, different people, different feelings”.
也许, 伤春悲秋是诗人的歌词, 怀念是闲人的奢侈.
偶尔怀念怀念也好.
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