I think because of the simplicity of this, it makes me feel far more than I would otherwise. It makes me think about my mom and my grandparents and how much I wish I could go back and see my grandpa again. I miss him so much. I miss my grandparents’ house and the house I grew up in. I miss the friends I had when I was young. I miss sitting in the freezing living room and watching a movie on Netflix DVDs with my family while we eat dinner on old tv trays with a space heater going off in the corner. I miss the creek I would walk down and the fields I would cross. I miss the dirt road and barbed wire fences. I miss my parents staying up late watching 24 after I went to bed. I miss my room that was always messy and also got flooded one time.  Maybe I wouldn’t change a thing. But I do wish I could do it all over again.  The Scorses-a-thon