It's been a really long time since I've walked down Orchard Road in the middle of the night. Actually, it's been a really long time since I've been anywhere in the middle of the night, let alone out and about town. Lol.
Caught Ironman3 at the cinema, and after the show was done, I didn't really feel like going home. Decided to take a walk, enjoying the cool and quiet of the night. Strolled down Orchard Road, reminiscing about the past as we walked and walked and walked.
Stopped for a while at Clarke Quay, and sat by the river for a bit. Memories of a time long past came to my mind, of a time when I used to party and be part of the scene. These things that I used to do years ago in my teens and early twenties.
Everything felt familiar, yet different at the same time. It almost seemed like I could see the shadows of my past, laughing and lingering. It was very hard not to feel nostalgic.
I sat there for a very long time, then continued on. By the time I was ready to go back home, it was already 3am.
But it was a beautiful night, and I felt very much at peace. It was a good reminder of how far I've come, and a pleasant trip down memory lane remembering how things used to be.