I've been thinking of my hometown a lot recently. I often ponder living there again, but wonder if it's just familiarity that I seek. When I visit, it is the wierdest feeling to walk down a street or enter a shop that is so familiar, yet I am a stranger.... a visitor. Even though I do not feel like a different person, than the one that left 8 years ago, the life I live now is much different than the life I had there. It would be interesting to give it a try, but there is so much saddness lingering there.
I wonder if I am seeking something from a memory that may not exist anymore.
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