On Vacation: Hide and Seek

During the summer when we were on the island, in the fields next to the marsh, I sometimes used to feel I was being watched by an older or younger version of myself, followed by the self that still loses direction and gets lost easily. The self that was anxious about leaving her mother, the self that had a frighteningly vivid imagination, the self that was bored playing alone but did it anyway because she had no choice.
I dream of going back but it will never be possible because it doesn't exist any more, not in the way it did then. The marshes are gone, the fields, everything is different. I can't go looking for myself there anymore.

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