Moments of silence listening to the wind go by, looking at sceneries that once created experiences – now becoming distant memories of joy, pain, youth or freedom.
All sorts, all shapes, all sizes and forms.
Seeing the scafolding replacing those spots, seeing the bricks laid ready for new comers. It no longer is what it used to be, it no longer feels the same as it once was. The world moves on and so do we. We move on to become better than we once were – new experiences new memories and new spots.
Every so often walk those childhood spots, use that short moment to clear your head. Disallow the pressure, stress and grieves of life affect who you really are.
All in all we are who we were, we do not change but instead we develop.