The biggest problem with going home is that the past is now in front of you and the future behind you. Hence that once derelict street you rode bikes down, now becomes the most intense melancholy. In our daily lives the future is supposed to be in front of us, firmly planted, becoming present. In reality the past gets in the way of our feet all time. We trip over nostalgia, we lose time as past events slurp up that precious moment called present. It’s when we’re walking into the past that we often find the most valuable trinkets however. The little realizations that build up into the future that becomes us. It is simply the fact that the past can be defeatist, depressing, that keeps us running forward into a future that can only be improved by walking into the past.
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