I feel nostalgia, when I remember my childhood. Living in the country, running trails on the 3 wheeler. Running the cornfields. My uncles always hunted, so seeing a deer gutted in the kitchen floor, was nothing new. They went fishing, I saw them scale the fish. That was dinner. Which I never ate any. Went to bed hungry, many a nights. I live in the fast-paced city now. Everyone is in a hurry. I could care less. Run along. I take my time, never in a rush. Unless it's to catch the bus. The nostalgia of country life will never leave my soul.