The year of 2020 the world as a whole stopped moving forward.  We stood in place.  My place became the place I began.
I had not 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.