That night I looked up at those same stars, but I didn't want any of those things. I didn't want Egypt, or France, or far-flung destinations. I just wanted to go back to my life from my childhood, just to visit it, and touch it, and to convince myself that yes, it had been real.
Jenny  Lawson, Let's Pretend This Never Happened: A Mostly True Memoir
childhood-memories, nostalgia