I’ve been kind lackluster about blog writing lately. I am such a busy person, and if there is no topic that jumps out for me, I’ve been finding it daunting to write.
This morning, however, a childhood friend posted some photos of construction being done on a building and referred to it as our former high school. What was this modern looking place that was expected to open in Fall 2016? It was not the modest little building that makes me think of my home town as so wholesome and quaint. It breaks my heart a little that what was is now being pushed away for something shinier and new. Here’s an animated look of the new entrance.
To add salt to the wound just a bit, they’re building this amazing new theatre, too, and there’s even a performing arts school attached to it. Performing arts school??? Are you kidding me? I ended up leaving that high school and going away to boarding school so I could go to performing arts school. I can’t even imagine how different my life would be today if that had existed when I was growing up there.
I guess I should be happy for all the future students who will be blessed with these incredible new digs, but I must admit that I’m a bit sad over the whole thing. My home town should always stay the same. All the same stores should be there when I come home for a visit, and everything should remain in the same spot just as it was so I can find it again.
I am very good about accepting change…just not with my home town though. No more changes, please! I want you stay just as I remember.
My song of the day is from the Ramones. Their Rock and Roll High School describes this new foreign place. It is sure to be rockin’, but I just wish it it was as corny as ever.
