today on a drive to visit a family member we decided to take a trip throug the new motorway that was recently finished by my old home where i spent my life from childhood to mid teens ,the place i grew up in the contry and where to this day many years and many houses later still remains my home in my dreams and memories <br>.to my horror and cofusion the large fiels behind my old home that i used to spend hours running throuh. ,climbing trees and. just being a kid ,were gone and in their placewas this awefully plain ,wide motorway ,i could see tthe hill that my old house was on the very hill i used to slide down when it was muddy and the trees i used aa shelter on rainy days now visible to the sulight,it was sad to see that my childhood wild playground was now just a smalll fraction of what it was ,now next to a noisy motorway never again to be enjoyed by anyone, and while i may be much older and moved away from that home i liked to have thought children for generations would be playing in those same places as i did but now i guess they never will.<br><br>Just another reminder that nothing stays the same and everything changes for beter or worse.
And i belive that half the time i am a wolf amoung the sheep gnawing at the wool over my eyes