I vageuly remember that nursery... the smells, mostly. Brentwood has changed so much (and some will never change) that I can't remember where things were. Heck, even the streets have changed (not just the names, but the actual road MOVED)...
And I haven't been able to go down my dead-end street where I grew up. I hated selling my childhood home.
I vageuly remember that nursery... the smells, mostly. Brentwood has changed so much (and some will never change) that I can't remember where things were. Heck, even the streets have changed (not just the names, but the actual road MOVED)...
And I haven't been able to go down my dead-end street where I grew up. I hated selling my childhood home.
I’m pretty sure I have an upcoming essay about landmarks and my local disorientation. Thanks for reading and commenting!!
I just saw the end of your comment. I’m sorry you had to sell your childhood home. I get it.