blast into the past.
there was this boy at my group tonight at the shelter and i swear i could feel his lonliness. it was just emanating from him as i showed the kids how to use the clay. then they went off into the cold windy strangely fall-like night in the middle of july and afterwards i was left with an empty room and a head rull of thoughts. i could help but be transported back to being a teenager and experiencing a typical new england fall day. and with that nostalgia my mind immediately went back to thoughts i didnt want to remember and moments from so long ago they feel like they're from another lifetime. strange what the weather and one kid can do...