I was just sorting out some photos my friends took during our Inner Mongolia OCIP trip. It was... Really tough. Not the sorting out, but fighting the waves of memories that rushed through me.
As I've told previously, I'm a very sentimental. An object, a song, a food, a sight, a smell can trigger my memory and make me feel sentimental in a snap of a finger. It's been about two months since my trip, and I still feel sort of sentimental at times whenever I look at my photos again. Or when I listen to songs I used to listen to when I was there. It can be really tough fighting how sentimental I can be.
Now I really wish I could be back in Duolun once more. Just take me there, and make me happy.
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