By now, the morning sun was just over the horizon and it came at me like a sidearm pitch between the houses of my old neighborhood. I shielded my eyes. This being early October, there were already piles of leaves pushed against the curbโmore leaves than I remembered from my autumns hereโandless open space in the sky. I think what you notice most when you havenโt been home in a while is how much the trees have grown around your memories.
Mitch AlbomHe did not know that the child who had asked for yesterday was now seeking to own tomorrow.
Mitch AlbomI thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle..the nights i can't remember..the mornings i slept thru..all the time spent running from myself.
Mitch Albom