he looked straight ahead, as far as his eyes could see in the middle of the warm summer night. this was where he spent his childhood. a park, in the middle of the quietest suburb on planet earth. the grass felt nice.
it was here that he tasted alcohol, and it was here that he first tried marijuana. It was here that he saw his best friend Arthur body slam Robbie the bully. it was here, that he and Arthur would discuss what they would do to girls, had they had the chance. and this certainly changed from year to year. drastically in fact.
it was at this location that he lay, sprawled out on the grass, looking up at the sky for countless hours, wondering if life would ever change. It was here that the legion of emotional experiences tickled his bored soul.
and now, if only he could crawl back into that tiny space, and feel those feelings once more, everything would be ok.