Sentimental

A little while ago Clara and I decided to head back to our old forts and "cities" that we built as ten-year-olds.We walked back down to what seemed like so far away, and found that some of our structures were still standing. All of the interiors were now overgrown with thorns and weeds, some old trinkets scattered around the "mall". For fifth graders, our structures weren't so bad, especially if only a few boards had fallen over. It made me somewhat melancholy, though. We're going to graduate in a month or so, and soon all of this will be so far away both in mind and geography.