"All men should strive to learn before they die what they are running from, and to, and why."
As I got closer to my endpoint, I felt a knot form in the back of my throat. I had driven by the site a few weeks before and knew that there was nothing but a road there, yet still, as I turned onto that road, I had a fear come over me, as if I was going to be transported back in time - back to my nightmares. I drove down the road until it came to the end. Slowly, I walked out of my car and just looked around like I was waiting for someone to come through the tall weeds that had overgrown in the area. As I looked around, I noticed images from nightmares. I thought they would be familiar, but they did not take me back to my childhood, only to my dreams. Dreams of running and trying to get away from someone that kept dragging me back to that place. But, I did not feel fear once I got there. I did not feel like crying or running or hiding. I did not feel like a child. I just felt numb... and that is what is bothering me. Shouldn't I feel something?