Summer after high school, I was a greenskeeper for a local golf course. Tucked away in a little corner among the trees, I would smoke cigarettes and dream about college to come - I can close my eyes and remember how carefree I felt, and how wrong I was about everything. ::)) Those in-betweens can be oh so sweet.
Summer after high school, I was a greenskeeper for a local golf course. Tucked away in a little corner among the trees, I would smoke cigarettes and dream about college to come - I can close my eyes and remember how carefree I felt, and how wrong I was about everything. ::)) Those in-betweens can be oh so sweet.
That’s a really cool and memory, interesting how vivid some can be. Ah, liminal summers…
You have certainly been through a lot.
lots of us have. :)