{"id":11100,"date":"2021-03-26T11:34:49","date_gmt":"2021-03-26T16:34:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/?p=11100"},"modified":"2021-03-26T11:34:49","modified_gmt":"2021-03-26T16:34:49","slug":"is-anything-after-all-real","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brucegarrett.com\/brucelog\/11100","title":{"rendered":"Is Anything After All…Real…?"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’m insomnia scrolling on Facebook early this morning, and a set of photographs pops into view. It’s my old high school being torn down completely…the one A Coming Out Story<\/em><\/a> takes place in…<\/p>\n

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\nPhotos by Christopher Cherry<\/i><\/p>\n

I thought they were going to do an extensive remodeling, not a complete teardown and rebuild. That’s what the plans looked like to me anyway.<\/p>\n

It really feels like looking at the end of life, but it’s worse than I imagined it would be, because it’s not enough that I die someday…it’s that everything I ever loved has to die too.\u00a0 Not just Woodward…nearly nothing of the old neighborhood exists anymore. Just try to follow some of the old roads and paths now.<\/p>\n

Maybe I will sell the house after all and go live in a trailer somewhere in the desert. Did I have that life? Was any of it real? Am I real?<\/p>\n

This stabs worse than I could have imagined. I’d rather have seen an empty lot than those pictures. That senior year I had there was one of the best years of my life, difficult though it was in some ways. I had a really difficult time in just about every other grade school I attended, but I felt embraced by the people and the culture at Woodward in a way I’ve never felt anywhere else since. It set me on a path forward in life I wouldn’t have bothered walking otherwise, because there wouldn’t have been anything inside of me to make me believe I could do anything with my life.<\/p>\n

So it goes…<\/p>\n

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