The hill seemed so much bigger then
the halls so much wider.
That light up there
it was dim
and this hallway was ominous
not quite scary, but
it was better to get down it
fast.

Those were days
back then
– not like today.

Everything seems smaller now,
contained.
The world, compartmentalized,
all in its proper little boxes,
has none of the excitement
of back then
when every corner
held delights or terrors
each in equal measure
waiting to be uncovered
at the very next step.