@neuroticmartian5183

3 weeks ago

The image in the video hits very close to home. It's pure nostalgia. The friends walking along the highway under the street lamps at late dusk is something I had experienced for the first time 17 years ago. Back in 2007 before graduating university at 22, me and 3 friends of mine, a guy and his girlfriend and another girl, all around my age, decided to stroll around the city, as this would be the last day before the final exams, after which we would go our separate ways. We started from the campus at around 5 in the afternoon and made our way to the bridge across the bay. Time flew by underneath the laughter brought about by jokes with regard to the absurdity of this world. Soon, we reached the causeway leading up to the bridge. It is a wide highway bordered by street lamps shining in the fading light of dusk. It looked very similar to the image in this video. If only it felt the way it feels now back then. Five years later, after returning to the city and living there for another five years, I visited the spot a couple of times again. Once with a group of new friends. I took up a second degree and this time I suggested the spot. Now we were 5. I, my new friend and his girlfriend, and 2 girls. The dynamic felt different. I was 27. Everyone else was in their early 20s. We had a great time though, with a lot of pictures, ending with a supper at McDonalds and a movie at the cinema. I left the city and pursued my working life elsewhere. Fast forward to 2018 and I was back. Now 33. I lived in an apartment in the city working from home. Every once in a while, I would walk to the causeway in the late afternoon and stay until darkness falls. Alone. Sitting on the concrete barrier under a street lamp and gazing at the reflections of the city lights on the surface of the water losing my self in thoughts. Memories cling to this place. Near where I sat are a multitude of cars parked along the sidewalk on the side of the street. Their doors open blasting music from their stereos. People having a great time. Young people in their early 20s with their friends and lovers. Realizing that this was me twice over made me smile. "Excuse me, got a light?" A voice disrupted my train of thought. A young man, I estimated around 22 smiled with a cigarette in his mouth. I don't smoke, but then I remembered the lighter a friend of mine forgot at my apartment and which I took with me. "Sure. Here you go." "Thanks, man." And he rejoined his group. Those were unforgettable times. This playlist along with the images brings out the past. Thank you for uploading.

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