Hey H.
As usual, brilliant commentary.
It's funny, I feel the same way when I visit my childhood home.
Logically, we know that the world has moved on and that "there" will have changed, just like everywhere else. And yet, we want it to have remained the same, the way we remember it. A bubble untouched by Time.
Childhood, and its memories, exercises a powerful influence for the rest of one's life.
Quill