I am not particularly bored or free these few days but wherever i go, i have the sudden moments of relapse. memories start flooding in. every corner i turn, every street i walk, every bus i take. its like a walk down memory lane just that its all jumbled up and things getting more and more out of hand. am i going crazy??

yesterday, after some prompting from my uncle, i went to search through some old photo albums at my granny's house. and i found this stack of really old black and white photos. really really cool. i see my grandpa whom i have no memory of at all but wished i have. saw my dad when he's very very young, my uncle, my aunt...