DAYTONNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

OCTOBER 17, 2016

I find it beautiful, that when all else fails. I can remember my youth. Thea beauty colors and sounds, that inhabit my memories in the form of video games. The sonic wall in Daytona USA. The anime from Sonic Cd, The crack of bones in Virtua Fighter. The moans and bullets slapping in Resident Evil. We journey not outwards but inwards. We grace ourselves knowing that the past can define us, it can shape us, mold us into something grand. Childhood allows us to see a world when it was simpler. There is something whimsical about that.