A place that’s been like home to me for very, very, very long, has changed… it’s lost some of its self, and so have I. I watched a movie recently, with a quote that really sparked my heart.
“So what will be left of those stories? Are we going to have to constuct an imaginary city to house our memories? Because when you love something, every time a bit of it goes, you lose a bit of yourselves…” – The Brave One
And then this one as well…
“But it is terrible to fear the place you once loved”