I am now much older with a new perspective on things. It is a little sad that it took 3 years to get to where I am now - to realize that it wasn’t my surroundings that were foggy, but my glasses that had become dusty over time (you know, I don’t actually wear glasses but…).
Feeling the ocean breeze running through the platforms at my station, biking down the hill on the mountain side of the town, sensing the transition between spring and summer, the workers at my bike lot, whom sometimes gave me fruit to snack on. I remember now that they were all something that I had cherished and appreciated about my town before I left. It is a nice surprise and also a relief to find out that even when my mind was unstable and unsteady back then, it was not so easily fooled.