Sometimes I Forget

Sometimes I forget where I am.
I wake up in the morning and think
"What is this strange place".
I'll be sitting in class, look out the window
and be stunned to see the city before me.
I'll be in the comfort of my study spot
and then the silence is broken by the Call to Prayer.
Then I remember,
I'm on the other side of the world,
In a place said to be full of destruction and conflict.

Then again, sometimes I forget that I had a life before this.
I make friends that I feel I've known forever
I walk the streets and it feels like ive walked them my whole life.

I forget what that these people are supposed to hate each other

and yet they work and live together in peace.
I forget what reality TV shows are.
I forget what its like to check facebook every day.
I forget what a brownie tastes like.
I forget that I used to be waiting for this.
I forget that there are places in the world
other then this beautiful city I live in.