I drove down an old street the other day... I'd never driven on it before, because I was always in the back seat. My dad let me give him directions once, even though he knew how to get there, and he ended up turning into someones driveway when I said "turn now" instead of waiting until after the house :-P The road is the same, but it is yet different. Another stop sign that was never there. Orchards. Gone. There are houses on every side, and the river has been closed off. I was going to someones house, but I drove further to the end of the road. My grandads house and land has been replaced by a subdivision of hoity toities. The trees, the house, the shed. The table in the living room. The rubix cube. The drive way and patio. The chickens at the house next door. They've been removed from everything except for memories. There is still a house at the end of the road. It stands crowded on the sides by double stacked houses with no yard.
I cried.
Change.
Everything is changing.
2 comments:
Love, I think each of us have cried over there when we've been there alone.
You were beautiful tonight.
in respond to JDK "You were beautiful tonight."
justme say you always will be!
(say that as just an friend)
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