amber van helsing<p>A couple of days ago, I was playing the <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/Tlou" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>Tlou</span></a> remake, and had such a deep, visceral flashback of walking through the University of Eastern Colorado. </p><p>I talk a fair bit about how being able to wander the sets of <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/thelastofushbo" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>thelastofushbo</span></a> meant (means) to me. This time, on my play through, I again felt the icy air, smelled the sharp winter cold, heard the crackling of leaves. An immediate, nostalgic sadness swept over me.</p><p><a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/thelastofus" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>thelastofus</span></a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/gobighorns" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>gobighorns</span></a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/lookforthelight" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>lookforthelight</span></a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/behindthescenes" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>behindthescenes</span></a></p>