I miss you...

Do you know what I miss most about the city that used to be my second home? No? Well, me neither.

I miss that place, but I'm not sure what I miss most about it. Maybe, if I had to answer with one, I'd have to say I miss my alone time in my room and balcony. They were my own little world. I left my laptop home in my third year there, so I had more time spent offline than online. I woke up early in the morning and opened my balcony doors to let the sunshine pour in. Sometimes I made turkey or salami or pastrami sandwiches with cheese. Had it toasted of course, with tea or coffee (depends on the season - exam season or otherwise).

Springtime (which is usually the exam season), I'd sit out on the balcony, admiring the view, admiring the blooming beautiful flowers of bright colours while feeling the cool breeze of spring mornings blowing in my face, coupled with the hustle and busy sounds of early morning people working and doing their morning routines. Even from the 10th floor, almost everything reached the ears.

I knew then while enjoying all that, that soon I would no longer be able to witness it again. I kept enjoying the scenery while at the same time, wishing so much that I could capture the view, the sound, the feeling and keep them forever in my mind and heart.

But now it's just a memory. The image I have now in my mind may perhaps be altered by time. The feeling. That I share with no one but myself. It's indescribable.

I miss you, Cairo. I just miss you. It's been almost three years.