five bridges
im thinking about growing up where we did. with all the abductions and everything we were surrounded by for that run of record summers. the news reports and flyers on tollbooths and the overheard discussions our parents had while we hid behind couches in darkened rooms. and im thinking about people doing it willingly, just walking into the forest and putting themselves in the ground on their own terms. because its such a fucked up thing to have grown up around, on so many levels we'll never really grasp. "growing up in the suburbs permanently alienated me from both the natural and the urban world" you explained it perfectly.

and theres the fact that all these years later im only comfortable in the woods. sometimes i dont know how to approach that idea.