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i miss things seeming better. the trees were taller & the playground was bigger. like a dream, but not. i miss the woods. my neighbor & i made a club house under an evergreen tree. we called it the canopy. we found bricks somewhere in the woods, so we made a little campfire site, & put an old grill across it. we said when we were older we would spend the night out there. we never did. we made a sign that had twigs hotglued onto it that said the canopy, & nailed it to a tree nearby. we had logs to sit on & this huge rock that looked like a chair. we would make things out of whatever we found. i knew the trail to get there by heart. i miss clouds & mudpies & kickball. turry feild. tommy made the other neighbors & i sign a contract saying we would play at least 3 games a week. i miss the scavenger hunts. i miss tommys pool late at night. there was a light in it & when you swam right towards it, it looked like a train was coming. i learned how to dive in that pool. whenever i hear this certain song, i swear i can smell chlorine. i miss delta airlines. we used to pretend we worked for the airlines & book flights for people & i miss being a newscaster. we would take all the headlines from the paper & write our own articles about it. & then we would tape ourselves doing the news, commercials & everything. i miss the attic at lori's house. we used to go up there, put on all the old dresses, & then pretend we were characters from clue. i was always miss scarlet with homemade cigarettes rolled from paper & concord grapes. i still love to play that game. i miss spelling words wrong and not feeling guilty about doing it. i miss the ocean.
& i feel like this...
& i feel like this...