OF A GOLDEN AGE

the function landmarks serve in our lives changes as we age, meaning the things i thought were momentous when i was eight or eleven are amusing now. they are significant in context but not in objectivity — getting dropped off at the roller rink without parents, watching an r-rated movie, switching from a banana-seat to a “grown-up” bike. maybe landmarks are like fractals: within any given time period, there are smaller and smaller landmarks happening until almost everything in life is a landmark of sorts. every new job, every new relationship, nothing is ever a true duplicate event.

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