PTSD is right.
I was in between classes at Concordia.
Had a habit of hanging out at Publimag or whatever that magazine shop was called that was on the corner of deMaisonneuve and Guy.
They announced the breaking news on the radio.
I remember trying to justify the value and potential of Jocelyn.
Talk about a core memory.
Fun fact.
I was studying at Concordia from 94 to 98.
There was this girl I had messed around with (that really liked me) who’s father had season tickets.
She called me and asked if I wanted to go to the game against the Stars.
I was dying to.
But turned her down because I knew I’d get myself into a massive mess I wanted no part of.