This place, where I am now, I don't like to come here. Not for long at least. The memories of the past comes flooding in, gushing in, like a tsunami. Or a wrecking ball, if I may. It's surprising how one may think that it is all in the past, out-of-sight-out-of-mind style ey? The one BIG problem for this approach; once it's in your sight, it is revived in your mind.