Unusual routine in the raining morning

I took a subway to work for the first time in a long time. It was kind of refresh. In addition, it was raining. I feel high or blue in a rainy day. In a harmony of two different factors, I came up with an idea that I would do what I've rarely tried after marriage; get off at the previous station from work and eat a buttered toast waiting a shuttle bus toward the National Assembly. This was my routine when my remaining single. All the way following my old routine, I was lost in  my old days.

My old memories still remained in my heart but everything around me has been changed a lot. People in my old memories read paper in a subway and ate toast at a snack cart near a subway station. People now play mobile in their hands and eat snack at a fancy restaurant. Everything wasn't just as I remembered it. I was in a complex mood; feeling sad/depressed and a bit jazzed up at the same time.