Observation Eleven:

Scrolling through old messages always give you a pang of nostalgia. It could be the good kind of sentiment or the type where you painfully yearn for that old relationship. To think that you once had such a close relationship with this person to the point where you get to the point of borderline intimacy. It wasn’t even physical intimacy but the type of friendship where you could express what you’re genuinely feeling. He had been broken and as a friend, the concern was apparent. These messages give you an indication of what it was like at the time, hence the sudden rush of nostalgia running through you. You can almost feel it in your chest and in your gut – especially in your gut.

Observation Twelve:

Who goes to Degraves Street? Any self-proclaimed Melburnian would barely step foot into this area full of tourist traps and is certainly crowded with tourists. However, a street that is embedded so deep into the Melbourne coffee culture was unfamiliar to a Melburnian such as myself. The plentiful amount of people waiting for their coffee, the baristas going from one coffee order to the next, it was a display of how Melbourne wanted to present itself to the world. A cafe that was the size of a bathroom stood by amidst all of this chaos – it almost seemed as if it were on a different country, hidden from all the bustle of Degraves Street. A lively barista greets each customer that walks into this tiny little space, presenting the menu that was disguised as a children’s book. How clever.