Keeping the First for Another Day

Driving down a road for the first time in a while messes with your head.  Especially if it was once part of a commute.  Everything looks different but familiar.  

It's like thinking about something you shouldn't have to think about, anymore.  In a moment, one thought can turn obsessive.  Next thing you know, you're going down mental paths you don't want to travel, doused in nostalgia and memory.

That's not something I'm prone to do.  I can turn off of a road and never go back.  It's an understatement to say this experience is unusual for me.