Lawrence is quiet.
These pictures are from my bedroom when I was a senior in high school. Immediately following my move to Lawrence, my dad tore the posters and pictures off the walls and painted the room blue. You wouldn't recognize it now; my mother's done a lovely job of cleaning things up.
I actually enjoyed being at my parents' house for these past few days. I forgot my laptop and my phone charger, so I spent one night chatting on aim and stalking around the neighborhood on my phone, one night escaping to diners and familiar houses in Kansas City, and one night smoking out of my old bedroom windows and watching adult swim. It was a pretty comprehensive reflection on the last four years I spent in that house.
2 comments:
I'm impressed with your former walls.
Mine are striving to be like that.
Random letters are the best, I'm just waiting for a K, A, T, H, R, & N to fall into my life; then it's not so random.
your old bedroom looks awesome
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