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Another day, another not writing in the book evening. Instead I got side tracked reminiscing about old childhood memories.
The grove of trees in the forest by our apartments, open to the sky, where I thought fairies lived. Now a car dealership parking lot.
The movie theater where I got to see "free" Saturday morning movies (when in actuality our school sold bulk tickets to our parents to movies that weren't even rated yet). Now a nightclub.
The mini-mall where I saw my first arcade. Still there, but the nterior mall is now all closed off. I wonder if that interior is still there and looks the same, if dustier?
The five points crossroads we moved to that had a convenience store, and a nothing else on the other four points. Now an overcrowded suburban strip mall on all corners.
Melancholy evening for long lost memories.
The grove of trees in the forest by our apartments, open to the sky, where I thought fairies lived. Now a car dealership parking lot.
The movie theater where I got to see "free" Saturday morning movies (when in actuality our school sold bulk tickets to our parents to movies that weren't even rated yet). Now a nightclub.
The mini-mall where I saw my first arcade. Still there, but the nterior mall is now all closed off. I wonder if that interior is still there and looks the same, if dustier?
The five points crossroads we moved to that had a convenience store, and a nothing else on the other four points. Now an overcrowded suburban strip mall on all corners.
Melancholy evening for long lost memories.