Forgotten streets and vacant lots come out of hiding as trees are cleared away for more. Developing eye sores spread like the common cold and infect my surrounding environment. Deer graze beside a busy highway. Refreshing rains become floods. Property value loses value and discount stores and fast food joints take over.
A best friend from the distant past recently overdosed on 40 Vicodin. A loved one is smoking crack. A childhood friend has cut contact. I never thought we would have ended up like this.
Another semester is a week away, and as graduation approaches, I freeze at the thought of the real world. College has taken forever, but I guess it’s for the best. Then again, my direction is still lost.
Nothing in between. I’m in, I’m out. Still in love with a distant idea no longer solid or vivid in my mind. But I did live out an abstract dream and found closure to a story I didn’t even realize had reached the end.