Tuesday, February 24, 2009

remember when we lived well-documented lives?

i do.
remember when we had to wait for rides? spent time loitering outside of movie theatres and malls? wandering through adjacent grocery stores? spent all of our money on inside jokes at the dollar store?
remember when we used terms like 'best friend'? remember when hershey park was a big deal? remember when we didn't have to work? when the hardest part of figuring out our weekends was figuring out our rides?
remember when we filled our yearbooks with inside jokes? when we didn't have cell phones? when we made hemp necklaces and bracelets and coveted being random?

i miss holy name. i miss mcdevitt. i miss et and ka and lw and cq. i miss kh and sb. i miss going to the festival and seeing everyone i know and spending four or five hours there riding dangerous rides and sitting on the swings and winning goldfish so we could watch that weird kid eat them.

i don't like being conscience of my aging.

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