I have been doing that quite a bit lately. I think it is just being 52 and knowing that my life is better in SOME ways, but the old fun stuff will never happen again. I miss my childhood home terribly, even though I LOVE my house (money pit). I am there in my mind all the time. I mentally walk through the house. I accept fully that we cannot have all that we want, but I wish I could be back there in the house, on the land, with my old friends. I don't think I am depressed...just reliving when life was simpler?
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I go about my own business, and keep my mind on myself and my life. I expect the same courtesy from the rest of the world.
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