Units Of Measure With A Side Of Nostalgia

Do you remember high school?

I dont mean where or when you went to the grey cluster of buildings in which grown-ups tried to impress upon you how big and important things in your life would soon be. I mean, do you really recall the experience?

Its always mind-blowing to me when I return to the grounds of my old high school.

Not only because its been purchased by Curro and scrubbed clean of anything resembling the place where I pretended to care about learning, but actually cared about music and girls.

But also, because it seems so small. Its like someone went around and removed a few centimetres from the height and width of everything.