Isn’t it strange what happens when you go back to a place you visited in your childhood?
Everything seems bigger in memory than to your mature eye today.
It’s much less of a movie scenery but much more of a processed reality.
Walking on a pebble beach was more fun, now it feels more of a muscle workout.
Reminder to self: Memories are just where you laid them. Don’t stop creating new ones!
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