Coming back to the town where I grew up has been like having an old familiar sweater of yours returned. You knew exactly how it felt on you, knew every threadbare spot, every dangling thread, and the worn cuffs and stains simply added character. So anything different is just obvious. Similarly, living in the same small town for the past 18 years of your life... It's an area that you've never NOT known. Returning, I can't help but notice every minuscule detail that's changed since I've been gone. Short story? It's weird to be back. Not to mention I've got a bunch of new things that I need to find places for.
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