recycling old thoughts, part 1

 i think it is very interesting, the way that we're creatures who resort to things of the past when our lives are unpleasant. the things that once made us smile and laugh, the things that filled our life with comfortability and completeness. and it amazes me, the way we'll go back to that one song, that one place, that one person, searching for a feeling of the past, and yet become dissapointed when we can't get it back again. as if going back will ever help us move forward. and realizing that there was a reason, in the first place, we'd moved on. we grow up. grow out of our old skin. change and change. things won't ever be what they once were. but most often, that is a very good thing.