Casio F91W

I arrived back home in Toronto from NYC today.

It’s always nice coming back—on the Uber ride back from the airport I see a Tim Hortons right outside the airport, the familiar green highway signs as we drive onto Highway 427, and the numerous plazas found on every corner in Brampton.

On my bedroom shelf, I noticed my Casio F91W. The time is an hour ahead, and I haven’t adjusted it in a while. The date still says Friday the 21st. I’ll need to fix that, too.

I put it back on my wrist, and it instantly takes me back to my college days. That watch was such a staple for me. It was the perfect watch for me at the time: affordable, durable, and reliable. What more could you really need?