The summer at 10 feels as long as a year at 20 and the five years between 35 and 40.

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@fribbledom The summer I was 10 was 1989. It was between two rapid-fire moves, when we briefly lived in a forest of pine trees — the kind that have lateral branches down to the ground. I spent the days running through the woods and climbing trees until I got too hot, then came home sticky with pine sap and plopped down in front of the tv for hours-long sessions of Nintendo or Nickelodeon (first time we had cable!) with my little brother and sister. Best summer of my life.

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