INKtober day twenty two


Growing up there was a whole lot of construction in my neighborhood and not a lot of parental supervision. I’ve sat in and climbed all over more construction vehicles and concrete pipes than a person who’s never had to wear an orange vest should be able to claim. Also abandoned houses and apartment complexes were playgrounds for infinite exploration and epic games of hide and seek. As an adult I shudder to think of all the danger and harm that could have wrapped itself around us, but it makes for interesting memories at the very least.

The kids are out of their time out box and they aim to misbehave in some place they have no business playing.

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