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Originally Posted by Waterbear
That's a moving song Artie... I've wondered recently, about going back to my childhood home. One of them. I lived there until I was about 8 but only have three memories, and only one of those is inside the house. I don't remember any of the rest of it, and I so wish I did. I wish I could remember, to help me make sense of my past. I wonder what they would say if I turned up one day and asked to go inside.
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this song makes me think about a couple of things.... my grandma's house more than the one I actually grew up in (i think next time i go back there... I'm going to go visit. My cousin and his family live there now so it would be easy) and in a weird sort of way, it's kinda how i felt in L's office again last Friday since it had been a while. Like in some ways, that therapy relationship 'built' me too. Interesting and a bit too sentimental. I'll go with my first thought.
