I lost my innocence here, where the greenbelt meets suburbia. The time I spend here is very different now, I no longer meet boys here and spray paint the concrete structures for flood waters that scatter through the greenbelt. I now wonder if the houses will change as suburbia becomes closer and closer to the city, and how I certainly have changed. It looks the same but standing here no longer feels the same.
Empty spaces are where potential and freedom meets fear. We know in order to grow we must hurt a little and part with what's familiar and comfortable.
These are the things I wish to keep, though I know I can’t.
My generation is saying goodbye to its favorite places, even entire neighborhoods with cultural significance; the remnants of our childhoods are an Austin that seems too far gone. Some say that these changes which are overtaking our city, though they harm some, will benefit many. We're not so sure: the changes are certainly capturing us all, though not equally.