Green Trees, Winter Uniforms and Bricks

the tiniest things trigger the most reminescent emotions.
when you change the path on which to live your life so severely,
it can confuse your mind immensely.

a new environment brings new interactions, new emotions & new relationships.
all of a sudden your "ending up" path changes and you forget all about your old one.
this new path has exciting new ventures attached to it, along with fresh people, potential and lifestyles. after a very quick jolting awakening in this new life of yours it is so easy to forget your ambitions and goals that you yearned for, for so long in your old on.

sort of like a parallel universe, what would have happened if you choose y as opposed to x...

all these options, thoughts and plans are forgotten, as the shiny allure of you new life sweeps you around and around until your dizziness turns into adrenaline which turns into a constant feeling within your bones.

until... something from your past makes a special cameo appearance in your flashy new life and
JOLT.
just like that. all of the sadness you felt when you left your life behind comes back like the heavens themselves have been opened on your shiny straight hair.
you truely thought you were over the nostalgia of the green trees and brick buildings. but just the thought of being near them and a part of them reminds you of all those plans you made when you were amongst the bricks and leaves.

Maybe you'd be in so and so's english class..
Maybe you'd compete in the swimming carnival...
Maybe you'd become closer with a person...
Maybe you'd become a prefect...
Maybe you'd be the School Captain...
Maybe you'd be the lead in the school play...
Maybe you'd be on of those people at assembly that the whole teaching staff and a large majority of students is proud of...
Maybe you'd be that girl all the year sevens want to be...
Maybe your drama teacher would tell you you were brilliant.

You new life is amazing and you love it to pieces. You want to be there so badly that you can't believe where you are... the people are your kinds of people, the surroundings suit you to the definition of perfection, and the resources are the stuff angels cry...


but the truth is, those stupid green trees and those obnoxious brick buildings are all you ever wanted.