Thoughts fly at a speed higher than the car I am riding in.
Figures and structures on the sidewalk look blurred, as I try to click a picture of memories.
Yes, memories of the days I spent hanging around here. There is not a single familiar face who would recognize me. And who has time to stop and stare anyway?
Yet … I am here after two decades to buy all the property I can. Maybe, I find my lost happiness trapped between those crumbling walls.
Someone, sometime, something, somewhere there… in the past, with life moving in reverse gear.