Reminiscence

Yesterday I was watching something on Netflix and something interesting stood out to from a series that I have been following. The scene was in a golf club, and there were 2 people talking in the open sitting outside on the side of the green. Apart from listening to the conversation between the 2 characters, another sound caught my attention. It was the sound of the flickering leaves on the trees as the wind blew. For some reason that brought me back to a place of peace in an instant. It reminded me of a place where nature is the loudest thing you will hear as the rustling of the leaves celebrates the cool breeze, making way through the valley. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice if I can go to that place.

Earlier tonight I was reminded by a smell that I have not experienced in a long time. But there was more than just the mere smell but rather the memory it invokes. I stepped out of my room into the kitchen and I had a slight whiff of Milo. I have had Milo many times lately, but for some reason this time around, combining with the temperature of the night and the ambiance, I was reminded of late nights at church camps.

These 2 experienced has left me rather intrigued about my past experiences and how I longed for it. Maybe I have been so preoccupied by so much unpleasantries that deep inside I longed for something that I subconsciously cling on to. Or I maybe overthinking things through. But nevertheless, I found myself having 2 little moments that I appreciated very much.