passed it ev’ry day
but only took a picture
once I moved away.

(haiku reference)

They just don’t make ‘em like they used to. That’s the kind of sentiment I heard almost non-stop growing up. To this day, my father takes note of the ways in which society has lost qualitative ground. Most of his assertions, like 90% of anything a parent tries to tell a child, go unappreciated until I notice them for myself. read more