Walking down the streets I used to know so well. Being in the neighborhood I used to play in. The only place I felt safe and at home. Today I decided to go and relive my past for an hour. I shopped a few groceries at "my" store, walked along "my" streets and spent a little time in "my" bush and "my" forrest. It's weird to think that all of these things are not mine anymore and probably never will be again. But today I relived my past for a short time.
The weather was fabulous. The kind of weather which always reminds me of my old neighborhood. Makes me want to go back to the way things were. But there's no turning back. I'm in another town now and that's how things are. But I dream. Dream of going home.
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