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garbage day

I’m in London, sitting in a Williams, looking out the window at a Michaels that’s partially obscured by an LCBO. None of these were here even ten years ago; I seem to remember corn fields being here for most of my life, and now it’s a suburban cartoonland. Funny thing is, I’m fairly certain I’ll be able to come back later in life and see that all these shiny buildings will have been trashed and replaced with something else.

In about ten minutes I have to go back to my mom’s house and get back to the work of pitching most of her life in the trash. It’s tempting to get maudlin, but I keep getting distracted every time anybody young and cute (which, the older I get, seem to become synonymous) walks by.

Posted by pzed on October 25, 2007 at 1.06pm
Categories: self

Comments on "garbage day"

I grew up in London, Ont. I return at regular intervals. The growth of suburbia around London since the big annexation is incredible. I was most dissapointed when I was there in 2006 and all of the family farms on the outskirts of the city where we used to buy fresh fruit and veg are no.longer.there.

C’est la vie.

Posted by Laura Smart on October 25, 2007 at 5.21pm :: link

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