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I like how my little brain works when it comes to the preservation of my memories. When I left Hong Kong last week, the renovation works at my hostel were all about to finish. As such, my memories attached to it has been permanently modified for the better. The noisy renovation works are now replaced by the calm serenity of its surroundings; my furry roommate from hell hole seemed somewhat less disturbing; the endless flights of stair I used to climb (while swearing) in central is now immortalised by my little brain as the idyllic setting for a romantic date, to name a few.

If only I can be less skeptical when it comes to the imagination of my future. I'll learn.
 
 
 
 
 
 
welcome home my darling precious! muack muack muack