So, today my family went to the block, where we store all of our old sentimental stuff, I was going to pick up some books, with one series in particular. I was going to pick up my collection of Tintin books. These books have had a lot of influence in my life. I thought Id take them home and reread them, keep them fresh in my mind. But they werent there. I looked everywhere. They. Were. Not. There. I didnt panic, theyll be somewhere back at home. Nope. I finally gave up at 8 oclock today, and a little piece of me died. Im not sure what happened, nut I feel like my childhood has been ripped out from under my feet. I dont know what to feel anymore, Its kind of weird to have this huge change of view over a few comic books, but it felt like a huge hole has been ripped out of my heart. I dunno, I guess I just grew up a little.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 09:27:19 +0000
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