Symbolic, ain't it? >.< Well what if I don't want it to be?
I was driving down Jefferson Highway today, like I do every day. Today, though, I looked to my left, and...and...RoBear's was GONE. Gone. Like...not there. The whole building was gone. It was just blacktop parking area. There was absolutely nothing where the building should have been. NOTHING. And that nothingness was worse than anything they could have put there to replace it.
I could handle the abandoned look. The windows were still boarded, but I just figured the people who ran it weren't back yet. But the whole thing effing vanished. I can't handle that.
They had the best snowballs out of all the snowball stands. I'm not kidding.
That's where...that's where Skottie and I got snowballs nearly every day after track freshmen year. Those car rides were some of the best ever. But the snowball stand is gone. I haven't seen Stepha since August 27th.
You know what else? During that long distance run on Aug 27th, I craved a snowball the whole way. I was going to get one right after practice. They were boarded up already. I was slightly upset, but I knew I'd get one in a few days after the hurricane had passed.
Well, they never came back.
I could handle the abandoned look. The windows were still boarded, but I just figured the people who ran it weren't back yet. But the whole thing effing vanished. I can't handle that.
They had the best snowballs out of all the snowball stands. I'm not kidding.
That's where...that's where Skottie and I got snowballs nearly every day after track freshmen year. Those car rides were some of the best ever. But the snowball stand is gone. I haven't seen Stepha since August 27th.
You know what else? During that long distance run on Aug 27th, I craved a snowball the whole way. I was going to get one right after practice. They were boarded up already. I was slightly upset, but I knew I'd get one in a few days after the hurricane had passed.
Well, they never came back.