Bathtub Ghost Magnet

Sometimes I haunt the places I used to know. I travel to my friend’s places, the village where I lived, a school, a swimming pool. I bask in these athmospheres and keep pieces of them close to my heart at all times. A burden of sadness and nostalgia. So this is me, floating in my childhood bathroom, decorated in a fashion that was already outdated at the time. Contemplating. Longing for a time long gone of innocence.