Last Day of Me in Yale
Last Day of Me in Yale It must have been a pity to think that this might be the last time I’d seen the clear blue sky with the white cotton candy cloud that I had almost every time I looked up. City that lived quietly and comfortably, the color green and fantasy novels-like buildings that I walked past everyday - I felt regret knowing that I would soon have to leave as if I found my place. The siren sound and the music of an unknown car that is often heard at least once a day is also something that comes to mind, even if it is not pleasant. ka-chick ka-chick, the sound of a white camera in my hand. Walking around the town with a camera in my hand while listening to some music is probably my daily routine here. Even though it’s the same corner, it gives a different feeling that I have to snap shots every day. The silence that surrounds me in the morning before class and the laughter, talking with friends during and after class are the ...
