Daisy
Ethan and I made the 3-hour drive to my childhood home. I hadn't been there for so long and our trip was like a journey back to a distant past.
I sat quietly in the car like a time traveler in a capsule going through a wormhole.
When we got to my hometown, I felt like floating in a dark deep vortex slowly being sucked into a dark hole and every landmark was a blast of memories from my childhood.
I remembered running around in the town plaza while my sisters bugged my dad to buy them balloons. I remembered him giving me a yellow one and kissing my forehead before lifting me to sit on his shoulders.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I let my mind carefully draw the image of my dad. I had shoved memories of the past so far back in my mind that I didn't think I could still
