it 's the weirdest thing , though : as we 're driving there along all those familiar streets-streets i 've known my whole life , streets so familiar i might as well have imagined them myself-i get this feeling like i 'm floating above everything , hovering above all of the houses and the roads and the yards and the trees , going up , up , up , above rocky 's and the rite aid and the gas station and thomas jefferson and the football field and the metal bleachers where we sit and scream our heads off every homecoming .