Melancholy is in the Air

When the evening shadows and the stars appear,

And there is no one there to dry your tears…

~Adele, Make You Feel My Love

What do you do with the memories? Don’t you wish sometimes Memory Lane did exist in physical matter so you could revisit, sit by a tree and stare at it all? The past should have no business in the present — shouldn’t — but it does.

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