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 perfect combination. Pictures of m
