Friday, February 27, 2009

nostalgic masochist

I like the idea of going back to places of my yesterday. That the smells and sights will transport me back to this happy little place and ghosts of the past with will skip around me giggling as I wander.

This is not the case.

The smells and sights may be the same but there are no ghosts. I feel lonely and out of place and immediately wonder why I put myself in this place. My own little ghost taps me on the shoulder and reminds me to get on with today. I'm happy in today.

I think I underestimate the fact that its the people you are with that make each place an adventure.

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