Prologue
The cloudy November sky was playing peek a boo with the moon.
As I admired the sky , a feeling of relaxation took over as 'night changes' played through my earbuds.
Each passing moment corresponding with the lyrics.
I really did wonder where those times went where I used to blast this song while sleeping. Those times when I had nothing to worry about .
I walked through the road while kicking rocks and humming.
The clock strikes 12 .
It's midnight.
My favourite hour.
I stopped in my tracks and took a moment realising that a moment like this may never come again .
But I remembered those memories that changed me but passed by way too quickly before I could let go.
However those memories still make me happy and a little bit of nostalgia.
Ok ok a bit of sadness too.
And those memories always resurfaces during this hour.
Midnight.
