Nostalgia often got the best of her. Even nostalgia for things she never experienced herself. Research now showed that you could remember other people’s experiences as if they were your own. Tonight was one of those times.
She was feeling antsy and went for a walk to the park where her mom used to play. She saw the swings, the basketball court, and the bench. Though, she obviously didn’t know her mother as a kid, she could vividly see her playing there. She was once happy. She once swung happily into the realm of no pain. Her mom never had that happiness again. She felt it in her moonlit bones. She carried the scars.