Apr 26, 2019
Recovering the Satellites Returns Me To Me Teenage Years
Recovering the Satellites is the yellow shag carpet of my childhood bedroom. It’s the speckle-patterned green curtains I’d watch bright winter sun filter through and remember when I could squint my eyes and see old men’s faces watching, frightening my younger self. Sometimes I could still see the faces, those days when the electric heater smelled of burning dust. Those days I lay on my bed when I should have been studying for a chemistry or pre-calc exam.
Written by @miketchin from Michael Chin 3orp
