When it comes to understand and observing the things around me I believe I have always been very detailed on the minor things. Places I have gone that no longer stand come mind. Malls, movie theaters, record stores, comic shops and toy r us. Just places but they held a feeling and perhaps a smell. It was those minor experiences that meant the world to me.
Most of it is gone now and replaced with other things. Perhaps it was only important at the time and living in those moments was an illusion my mind made up. I remember places and I’m glad it all happened the way it did. It was never the people I spent time with but the places that made everything so interesting. Dark hall ways, rooftops and subway stations. The smell of the ocean and the feel of.the board walk. That green blue city Ocean was beautiful.