She wondered why certain things never change.
The imperfect stone walls, the uneven pavement and the unstable manhole covers in the town were all the same, as she had left it ten years ago. She enjoyed walking on the pavement, and idly thought that her shoes and sunglasses were more expensive, than what she used to wear in those days.
She took off the shades, and looked around for a familiar face. He was not as academically driven as she was, and life had taken them to different destinations.
In retrospect, her past appeared to be beautiful with all imperfections.
Inspired by Rochelle Wisoff at