The year of 2020 the world as a whole stopped moving forward. We stood in place. My place became the place I began.
I hadn't looked at this place in years. I moved through it ... on my way to somewhere else. The exterior existence changed in varied ways but it could beckon memory.
When the world stopped I stopped and slowed down in this place of my beginning. I traveled through it again. Slower, both of us being older and changed ... but still recognizable.
On this path I saw how it had brought me to were I stand today. As I came back ... waiting for me.