Can you get back to your past? Why would you want to?
If you observe there are a few streets still open, those that haven’t changed. You walk down the block and remark how it still smells the same as it did two summers ago. I have to admit although I am miles away from where I was, I strolled past when a certain nostalgic waft filled the air. Until last week when I realized, everyone has already moved on.
It takes a lot to realize the world you left only a few years ago no longer exists and no one is there waiting to hear where you have been because they have been busy too, moving on. And those places you can walk through with your eyes closed no longer exist; the smell, the layout, even the bathroom.
I was googling my past as I was shaping my future. Two different tabs, alongside each other.
The joys of technology.