This is the first time I've written something in a while, just thought I'd let it be known. Hope this turns out ok.
She walked down the city streets that at one point in her life she thought would never leave. The smell of rail and industrial, mixed with the not far-off scent of trees and fields were familiar, comforting, but saddening. The years that she had wasted with the wrong person and in the wrong place -- no, not the wrong place, the right place for the time. Her life really began in that place.
Lights bounced back and forth off of the downtown buildings; businesses, restaurants, shops, places she knew, but only as if they were mentioned in a book she had read and loved long ago. She hadn't made this trip in the ten years since she left Scranton for good. There was just too many memories there that she didn't have the strength to yet face, but now it was time. The years had stripped it all away until all that remained was him, and she knew it was time. She could finally visit Jim.
Her thoughts played against the present-day scene in front of her, her memories melding with them, the past suddenly alive again. She winced her eyes quickly, feeling the emotions from that day wash over her as they hadn't in many years. Her instinct was to push them away, to get away from the hurt; but today, she needed to remember. She walked on as the memory of that day flooded her.