What happened?

Sometimes I wonder what happened to everything. It's just that so much shit has happened in my life, good shit, bad shit, crazy shit, smelly shit, all that shit. Like, I've got this whole head full of memories and nowhere to put them, it's overwhelming. I find myself retreating into them more and more, just to remember. I don't have anyone to reminesce with, which kind of sucks. I think I wanna go back to Staunton. I can't picture raising kids anywhere else. You know, I've been EVERYWHERE. All over this country. There's something unique about Staunton that the people that live there don't really realize. First, it's beautiful. It's just nice to look at. I never would have thought that the placed looked beautiful if it was all I knew and I had never been anywhere else. Most of the rest of the country is very drab compared to Staunton. Another thing is, you don't really need a car. It's nice to have, but if your car breaks down, you can walk anywhere. If you live close to the downtown area, you're only 20 minutes from a grocery store and 30 minutes from the mall.