Life is good
Never
in my life have I seen the sky so blue. Watching clouds roll across the sky as
if they were ships soaring through the ocean. The sky makes the day seem as
though it will last forever, as the sun shines without being interrupted. The
clouds flowing fast also seem as though they could be a plane flying on a clear
day.
My
car was scorching, in hindsight a black paint job may not have been the best
idea. Though it seems to disappear at night, it draws heat to the darkness.
Life was good though. A clear day with my night in the day. Rolling through
town, music blaring and windows down. Loving life, every precious moment.
Rolling
up to the stoplight next to a friend in his grey truck, giving me a look like
this time would be different. The light
turns and smoke flies, leaving side by side but later all I see is an ashy
speck in the rear view. Pulling up to the house, and getting the whole, “I almost
had you” again. The kid and his old farm
truck never learn.
Lying
in bed waiting on everyone to go hit the trails I grab my board and hit the
park. The white on my board was nearly gone the bottom was so torn. But hey, a snowflake
melts at some point. Boards, cars, friends, how could anything beat that. Life
is good when you’re rolling with your crew.
I like this line: "The kid and his old farm truck never seem to learn." I also like the photo you chose and the last line about life being good with your "crew."
ReplyDeleteI love the imagery here. The line, "the light turns and smoke flies, leaving side by side but later all I see is an ashy speck in the rear view" is really great. The laid back theme of this story reminds me of lazy summer days with my own friends.
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