so yeah, cindy and i went to the roller rink on saturday for someone's birthday, but it was an aborted mission. after an hour-long trek on the bus and walking through -20 degree weather till my face had no feeling in it, we made it to the "sports dome" only to be told they were closing in 5 minutes.
so we watched the hipsters go round and round in the dark arena as dry-ice smoke clouded the air and phil collins blared on the P.A. system. phil collins! it was too much. the phrase "nostalgia = death" floated through my head suddenly, but i knew that if we had gotten to skate, i would still have LOVED it.
so we watched the hipsters go round and round in the dark arena as dry-ice smoke clouded the air and phil collins blared on the P.A. system. phil collins! it was too much. the phrase "nostalgia = death" floated through my head suddenly, but i knew that if we had gotten to skate, i would still have LOVED it.
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the seeker must choose the path:
nostalgia or life?
I've never had the biological ticking either... no thank you!!