Plus, all childhood things are much smaller than we remember.
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Walking along the ledges around Thoos’s parent’s mansion, Thoos said, “Okay, this is going to be the biggest challenge. But I assure you, it’s doable. I did it hundreds of times as a youth. We just have to jump a gap, and if you don’t make it… …there’s a fatally long drop.” Thoos then came to the gap, and it wasn’t all that big, and so Thoos stepped over it, turned, and said, “You know, it’s a bit more intimidating when your legs are only a foot long.”
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The back of my family’s station wagon seemed huge when I was 10.
The back of my family’s station wagon when I was 10 *was* huge. I once loaded a couch into it and *closed the tailgate*.
I would be the one to take a running start, slip and fall.
Yeah, me too. If you go first I’ll have something soft. to land on.
I kept reading “doable” as “double” and was more confused than usual.
haha – I remember playing in a “forest” and climbing giant trees near my grandparents’ place. I came back a decade later and… the “giant trees” were closer to being shrubs than trees… all 3 of them.
I dunno, the tree I used to climb at my grandmother’s, the branch I used to jump up and grab to pull myself up, I now cannot get my hands around because it’s too thick. Apparently I’m shrinking.
I remember an idyllic stream in northern Michigan that was like a garden of the gods. I never forgot it.
Thirty-plus years later I finally returned to find it… and it was, and always had been… a drainage ditch.
The gods were so much smaller back then.
Purrloin: “You’ve gotta be kitten me!”