As we move on with our lives and reach for our dreams, time has a way of passing us by.
Yet in our hearts, we feel the joy, the angst, the uncertainty of who we once were and how it used to be.
Every now and then, the memories escape us, and, in defiance, we hold on to what remains.
We remember high school.
We remember friends.
To some of us, this chapter of our lives lay buried in the far recesses of our experience, but somehow, our hearts will not let us forget.
So grab a cup of coffee, reach for the old photographs, play the old songs, and let ourselves go, with bated breath, back again in time.
