Day before my last school semester.
I'm a sucker for tradition, and I couldn't go without doing this one last time.
I went down to the park where I grew up, saw the old tree, the playground, old fort DeKane. Everything's changed.
I think I would have been more sad though, if everything else was still the same and I was the only thing that had changed.
I don't belong in the park anymore. The park used to be my home, and now...
Now I have to go make a new one.
One step at a time.