The other night I drove to Pearson because my mom was flying back to Hong Kong. On the way there I got this weird feeling, it was almost like deja vu. As I turned towards Terminal 3 and pulled up in the parking lot. It reminded me of that last visit to Pearson, the very same parking lot. I remember the feeling of being there on that day. As I arrived there was a sense of excitement, uncertainties, confusion?!?. Whatever it was I was feeling that day I felt it. It was one of those "I am really excited but not at the same time" kind of feeling. Everything about that day came back to me and it stayed all the way through the trip back home...But then...that was a long time ago.
Weird
Weird
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