Time Traveling at Lowe’s

Going back to a place I wish I could forget

Photo by Sonja Langford on Unsplash

I knew I wasn’t supposed to be there. The sporting goods store. I mean, the location was fairly innocuous. It smelled of leather and cool tile and man sweat.

The PA system was playing the Genesis song “That’s All.” This means I was 8 or 9 — maybe 10.