I remember how happy I was to be here.
How the gravel rubbed against each other as I walked.
Crunching.
How I asked "wow can you imagine living here?" to all of my peers.
They all said no, and I was too embarrassed to say that I could.
That when I closed my eyes I could feel everything so deeply as if I felt it before. As if I have been here before.
How silly.
