I was walking through our local fairgrounds today... There is already one major demolition of a beloved 1950's arena to make way for a fancy new building, I have lots of memories associated with the building... I also walked by another area, a little corner really, a grassy area with some western style stores, a cosy little place to hang out away from the concrete when the big annual fair happens (not this year though), anyway... This area has been taken apart, although the logs are still intact, I'll miss it so much! Although maybe it's simply being re-located elsewhere on the grounds... I hope...
I don't like change, a big part of me loves history and I don't like seeing old buildings getting knocked down, yet I know that is inevitable at times... In some cases I have strong memories of a favourite place I miss because the building doesn't exist anymore, or even simply a business that closed down that I miss...
Yet I probably need to be more open to change, because life is change, buildings and businesses come and go... Sometimes there isn't a replacement of any sort, just the loss... But yet I do know there have been times where the replacement was as good, or even better than I thought, despite my fears... But when I first see the change my reaction becomes very sentimental, wondering why, feeling lost...
I don't know if this is autism thing, can anyone relate? And if only life could be a time warp that never changes...
I don't like change, a big part of me loves history and I don't like seeing old buildings getting knocked down, yet I know that is inevitable at times... In some cases I have strong memories of a favourite place I miss because the building doesn't exist anymore, or even simply a business that closed down that I miss...
Yet I probably need to be more open to change, because life is change, buildings and businesses come and go... Sometimes there isn't a replacement of any sort, just the loss... But yet I do know there have been times where the replacement was as good, or even better than I thought, despite my fears... But when I first see the change my reaction becomes very sentimental, wondering why, feeling lost...
I don't know if this is autism thing, can anyone relate? And if only life could be a time warp that never changes...

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