I returned to a place I used to live and found it empty. The streets and buildings were exactly the same, but the emotions weren’t. Maybe there were shadows of past emotions, but nothing that was alive. Just ghosts. Also, I don’t have friends there any more. (At least none I keep in touch with, I suppose I could track someomne down and reconnect..)

It’s kind of sad. I lived in a place for years and yet I have no friends there.