Upon learning that you are going to make a return to these places, your mind refuels your passion for the old haunts by generating the most positive aspects of the location; it overlooks the negative aspects, so you are left with a false impression of how somewhere once was.
You then make it back to the old haunt, and feel almost immediate disappointment. You wander around the locality, and almost time travel back to when you were there on a regular basis; and at first it feels wonderful to be back. But then, gradually, stray thoughts and impressions filter into your conscious mind; you remember how things once were, and what you'd been going through back then. It hits you at that point that things have changed, life has moved on, and you no longer belong in old haunts.
It's at that point you may reach the conclusion that it might have been better to let sleeping dogs lie. Life is no longer the same, and those memories of your old haunts are in fact tainted by glamours and grossly inaccurate.
