The dawning of a new era
At 1:10 am, woke up with a violent start. I was dreaming of my parents. I could not sleep any more.
Came out to the balcony where we used to sit together and gaze outside.
It was cool and a breezy. The moon was bright.
Eventually, the darkness started melting away.
I realized that the last night I have slept in what my parents called “home” was coming to an end.
The advent of a new era in my life.
Old memories. New adventures. Old order changeth. Yielding place to new.
That is the cycle of life.