Today at lunch I went to the bank. I took a back-roads route through my old home town, circling through the center and south side. I drove by my old house and and my old elementary school and what used to be the library.
I was shocked by new mansions and reassured by familiar old stone walls. I played music and lazily leaned into the curves. I thought about where I am now and where I was then and where I am, perhaps, going.
I had a spring in my step when I got back to the office. Sometimes you just need to take a drive and blow out the cobwebs.