I was sitting on the porch, soaking in some mid-day sun, and I had the strangest thought: This moment in time will never come again & I will, one day, long for it. It was such an odd feeling; it was like going back in time to the last moment I felt that way. Circa 1987…
I had skipped school on a sunny late spring day to ride my bicycle and breathe in the scent of freedom and fun and summer’s almost here. Even then, I knew I had to hold on because the days are going to fly by.
I’m not entirely sure what triggered it. The nice weather? The peaceful atmosphere? The dual-cassette deck I dragged home from the D.A.V. shop? Music from a time when life was a dream?
At any rate, I had a fantastic day of shopping (lots of pink and green frilly things!) and I am now enjoying a lazy day in the sun. The grass is mowed. The bills are paid. All is well!
