A Softer World?
May. 30th, 2009 09:55 pmSo, time really does Literally soften the edges, you know that? My elementary school playground was a thing of asphalt and metal.
I distinctly remember falling off of the (rusty) metal monkey bars, onto asphalt, on my face, when I was around 4.
It is now a grass covered play-topia of gentle curves, and a soccer field wither whence sat an open asphalt lot, not unlike those for parking.
I don't know how I feel about this.
I distinctly remember falling off of the (rusty) metal monkey bars, onto asphalt, on my face, when I was around 4.
It is now a grass covered play-topia of gentle curves, and a soccer field wither whence sat an open asphalt lot, not unlike those for parking.
I don't know how I feel about this.
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Date: 2009-06-13 05:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-13 05:33 pm (UTC)