michaelI’m back in Wenatchee for my 30 year high school reunion tomorrow and it’s fucking weird. I haven’t been here for 10 years. It had been at least 5 years since I’d been here before that. I have no family here anymore. I keep thinking I’m gonna see someone I know every time I turn around, although I would probably not recognize them since we’ve all gotten a lot older.
I remember hanging out with my skater friends and smoking weed in this tiny ass parking garage. Or maybe it was just one like this. I dunno.
I’ll admit, this is kind of my platonic ideal of the entrance to a park. Also, as a teenager, we used to congregate here and do dumb teenager shit. Some friends and I even got to run from the cops one night at this park. For (dumb teenager) reasons.