In so many ways, this photo is a throwback, a memorial and a tribute to my childhood. Everything was easier back then and all life was about was merry-go-rounds and arcade games. But now that I have resigned myself to growing up, I realize that eras end. Friendships, daily routines, jobs, locations, lives, relationships... anything I am part if right now is really actually liable to end some day. Those are my most hated words: some day. Things end maybe temporarily but possibly forever. Endings as a whole tend to always be crappy. A popular quote goes, "How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard..." I never quite understood that clearly until now. It is 6 a.m. in the morning and my neurosis is on full mode as I am counting down the hours.
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