I found myself having to deliver a small present for someone from someone else and taking a road I used to travel semi-regularly but had not been on for some twenty years. Knowing the road well and meeting again those houses on corners and sharp turns it was not the road itself I found myself thinking about. It was what was happening in my life when I used to travel it often. The events and people, the house I used to live in, and I felt that melancholy the French talk about so well, a remembrance of the past, that other country, that multitude of moments I had not brought to mind in decades.
This old road was a part of my life as assuredly as the animals I have had, the fields I have know, the faces I have loved.
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