Jun 06, 2009 20:38
Sometimes I wish I could visit older parts of my life. Find out how I got those figurines off the top shelf when I was two, go on that walk in the woods before the bulldozers came, visit lost loves, revisit those moments where everything came together into something crisp and beautiful. If time takes us farther away from our mistakes, it also takes us away from those glorious moments where we are most alive, most ourselves.