“I never remembered where the park was, what it was called, or how to get there, but only thought of it as the place where I would dazedly wander at 1 am while holding his hand in the moonlight…”
Read the rest, you know you want to go back to that place in your own life.
(One great side effect of SXSW is that I’ve discovered so many new blogs, including several written by Liz Henry.)