kid shizz

When I was a kid we used to play hide and seek at the middle school across the street ... In the fields of dead grass, dirt patches and dandelions ... i would play for hours and hours on end ... this of course was before i had any concept of time or responsibility ... I remember coming home to drink a glass of watermelon kool aid and having to stop to take a rock out of my shoe along with a number of cat tails stuck in my socks ... Mom would let us stay out until dusk ... And I remember the excitement me and a few other kids felt when we seen the moon in the sky with it still day light out ... this somehow was us cheating moms rules cause technically it was night time if the moon was out ... we lived in a group of apartments ... blue collar families ... groups of kids ... along the back there used to be a storm creek ... I remember walking down "creek road" as the baby frogs were just starting to learn how you jump ... and the dirt road was littered with smashed frog guts, far too many to avoid stepping on underfoot .. along the creek road was an old abandoned house ... built in the style of old plantation but at that time i was too young to know what that was or even cared for that matter ... all i remember was that old house was a place of mystery ... another world ... one that a young boys imagination would carry him toward infinity and back ... there i would lay flat on my back looking toward the sky and clouds ... there it was just me, my thoughts, the smell of honeysuckle in my nose and the taste of apple now or laters ... there in the high grass while the willow trees stood guard on my daydreams ...

Cach Only

its just one of those kinda weeks ...