Your talking about how you thought your teacher lived at school reminded me of when I was 6 or 7 and on the way to an aunt and uncle's house for a holiday celebration and wondered how adults got from one place to another in cars? I mean, how did they know which way to go reliably? It seemed to me that roads were everywhere, going every-which-way and how did they know when to turn and which to follow?

Don't you have friends and relatives walking in the streets that know who you are and what you're "all" about (we are not our stories!)? That would worry me more; when I was a junior in high school I came back to live where I'd attended kindergarten through third grade and met a new friend who took me to a friend of hers whose brother had a friend over. . . I get introduced to this friend of a friend's brother's friend who instantly asks, "Aren't you the one who threw up in second grade?" They're everywhere, they're everywhere, LOL.