Candace and I sit in her watering hole of yore, her home of her first debauchery. She looks around and she sees her teenage years. She can't go home again; she sees the bar through eyes, through the eyes of one who's seen too many bars. Is it as fun as the freshman felt? Is it as sensational as the sophomore said?
Ha. I was just back at the alma matter yesterday for this - http://theicarusprojehttp://theicarusproject.net/community/mad-gifts-art-showct.net/community/mad-gifts-art-show
ReplyDeleteCampus was /sooo/ desolate (Fall Break!), but I still wandered around campus, through the eyes someone who never reluctant to waltz through the gates.