Mush potato

I never thought re-tracing your steps could be so ... romantic.

Like having coffee at the same exact spot you had coffee the first time you met each other. Like walking along the same park where you spent the rest of the night talking simply because the coffee shops had closed for the night. Like having pancakes at the same fastfood and sitting on the same table. Of course, this minus clothes you so vividly remember each other wore that night.

What makes it more valuable is the realization that bits and pieces of yourselves are falling into their right places, perfectly forming something new - the you and the me becoming an us.

I like re-tracing steps.