September 3, 2012

You Can't Go Home Again

"As he drove, he remembered what had been a minute fragment of his life, but god what a fragment! The wondrous time of growing up. Quiet streets on a summer night. The joy of parks and playgrounds. The uninhibited freedom of a child. Memories ebbed back and forth across his mind and left him with a strange, indefinable hunger that subconsciously he realized was not just for a place --- but for a time."   - Walking Distance, The Twilight Zone

Never again will I set foot inside the apartment on Wentworth Avenue, spend time with my grandparents, or walk with my brother to the grocery store for a Mickey's Parade Ice Pop.  I just have to be okay knowing that those moments will live on forever in my heart.