memory lane again.

i didn't want to wear that dress...because it feels wrong to wear something with so many memories where i know i will make many more.

better ones.

i saw her face in the hallway and couldn't believe my eyes. but it was her. today, saw her again...but didn't know quite what to do. she didn't recognize me. hopefully either courage or inspiration will hit me sooner than later

sooner?

i took a second look. i had to, that car couldn't be here. not now. not ever. i was scared. black car, spray-painted white...ish. i wanted to cry at first. it wasn't the same car though. i sighed.

with relief

it's okay though. even though memory lane is hard...i usually find a way off of it. eventually.