Downtown
Searching for adventure.
Just near me but unobtainable.
The old ladder covered in white flaking paint from the fifties would certainly be an adventure.
However, the razor wire cresting the ladder's peak limits us.
You could skirt the razor wire, however where would this lead anyways?
Adventure is diving into the unknown, however that threatening thought of razor wire limits us.
Why would we allow it to limit us?
It could be bypassed, but you could cut yourself.
We need to bypass our razor wire to reach the adventure atop the roof.
Middle school rookie writers trying to make sense of chaos at the base of the Rocky Mountains
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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
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