ren qu lou kong

Today is the last time i stepped into my old place, for tomorrow we'll be handing over the keys to the new buyer.
I love my old place. Old as it is, i've stayed there for over 20 yrs, the feeling is there. I took many photos of it today..wanting to capture as much memories as i could. But much as i tried, it'll be mine no more...
It's a relief that it's sold eventually...cuz many people who came complaint that our block has no lift...my unit faces the rubbish chute etc..but well, i seriously don't mind and all these yrs, i've survived..But then again, it's a relief as well cuz i want my mom & aunt to stay with us. If the unit is not sold, then my stubborn aunt will wanna stay put, but i'll be worried...and that's not gd...
20 odd yrs of memories...gd and bad...i know we have to look ahead of us, afterall, i'm moving to a bigger unit...but well, i'm just super emotional i guess. And i realized, with my yrs catching up on me, i'm getting very nostalgic...i think when we are older, we tend to grab on to things or memories that will remind us of our happy and innocent times...where things were not so complicated.
As i closed the door to my old place, i closed a chapter of my life.
And before i know it, tears rolled down my face.


*A last shot in the kitchen*