memory lane, is there somewhere, some street, actually called memory lane? would people actually take trips there to go down memory lane, but sometimes, you just have to, sometimes, you just find yourself there, swimming among the remberances, the times from before, the sweet moments of history, your own personal history, and the little things, the tiniest, littlest, itsy bitsy types of things that come back, that crawl up out of the woodwork, and you smile, and sigh. old things don't seem any older as i get older, you'd guess that the more years you spend on this earth, and longer away you get from people and places and things from your past, that your history moves away from you the more you move away from your history, and trying to fill the space between here and before, but it never really has gone far, has it? well, for some people it has, for most people the space between now needs a space between. but me? naw. it's always just there.