Today, I had a strange feeling. While riding my motorcycle, suddenly felt that the road I travel daily, is such a familiarity. And the destination of my journey, is such a joy to go, though normally I felt duty-bound to go.
This sudden feel of appreciation, happened many times in my life before. And when I feel so, it signify the end. The end of my secondary school days, the last few days of work, the last few meetings of the society I joined.
And I noted that the days in the "king of drain" are numbered. And 86 days to be exact, according to a count by my friend.
So that's why I had this strange feeling.
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