After work, I put on my running shoes and headed out for a jog in the neighborhood. It was fun to run by my old elementary school and see that not much has changed. However, the trees in the park next to the school looked a lot taller, and the man-made hills which used to look tall when I was a kid seemed tiny. It was a weird feeling to be at a very nostalgic place during this pandemic time. I guess it’s just a mix of emotions.
It was comforting to see the small things that haven’t changed, like the spiky things (in the photo above) that still fall from the trees to keep skateboarders on their toes.