Things seem to be disappearing. I distinctly remember there being more things in the universe. I'm not talking your run of the mill nouns. I'm discounting the elements, simply because, they will always be. What seems to be missing are the intangible things I was raised with, man's nobler pursuits.
A mere decade ago I could walk a block away and find nude jello wrestling. Now it seems there is no room for that bouncy sweet dessert. The only time jello and breasts meet these days, is in a hospital ward.
I used to look at every street corner, and now where there are coffee shops, I see only the memory of taverns where a man could go and share his ignorant racist views with people of a similar ilk. Now that hatred is reserved for the hipsters and their barristas.
I walk past schoolyards and past parks reminiscing about bullies and bloodshed, supervised by underpaid and overworked teachers and can not help but smile.
Some things never change.
DaBuoy
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