Wellington Street

In which we take a stroll down a very strange lane.


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Wellington Street is a place you get to know intimately just by living here. The buildings and the shops, though often mismatched in age and design, still somehow fit together. It all just feels like Wellington Street. But it hasn't felt that way lately, and I think it has put me in a mood. To be honest, this place really doesn't truly feel like itself much of the time, outside of when it is rainy or foggy, or sometimes at night during the dead of winter.

But I've been thinking a lot lately about a lot of things. Since the dream, things have simply felt off, but I don't think the dream is the source of it. I walked around the neighborhood, which is still mostly vacant at this point, and noted all the new buildings. Despite everything, it seems everyone is renovating, and I can't help but feel sad about it.

It feels like a place that needs something to be off for it to be right. There needs to be a vacant lot where a house once stood for ages, and the bar needs to have sticky vinyl seats that need repair but never get repaired. But the bar is new with new seats, and the vacant lot has the skeleton of s new building.

It is just something that makes sense when you have lived here long enough, and it is something that upsets you when you see things change.

Even as a child, I knew that this was a place for monsters and terrible, little things, and yet that never seemed to keep me away. I grew up with the tales of this place, and when the Surgeon first started hurting people I started keeping track of my friends and making sure that they were traveling safely. It seemed easy, those changes, and I still keep those habits today.

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