I read sun damage fades covers, so everything goes in boxes now.

That combo always struck me as odd.

Ouch! Sprained ankles are the worst. I hate missing out on fossil hunts. Slipped on shale myself last year. The boredom while healing is awful.

That "fuzzy sound" line sums up the whole vibe of chasing old things just because they're old. I see it everywhere now, people buying tube TVs that weigh a ton or vintage cars that break down every week. It's like we're so bored with things that just work perfectly that we miss the struggle. Sometimes I wonder if the fun is just in complaining about how bad the old stuff was.