Specifically this back issue of Famous Monsters of Filmland. It smells like mold, mildew, and stale air are having a party.
I ordered it because I used to have a subscription when I was a kid and I thought it would make me happy. Back then monsters and the movies they were in meant everything to me.
I got it yesterday and was pretty excited when I saw the cover and started to look through a few pages.
But it reeked. I started getting a headache. And mostly I realized I wasn’t into this stuff anymore. It was like I was trying to put my feet into the shoes I wore when I was ten.
So I’m letting it go. I like my life today. I don’t need the past to pump it up.