Sony Ericson

     Leaves green with outstretched strong brown homes from which they sprout passed in a blur of lush spring. Flowers, skipping children, and impatient parents adorning the pathways and sidewalks my bus would pass. The grunts and creaks of the bus conveniently waking me as my stop came up. Quickly I'd gather my things while simultaneously rubbing the sleep from my eyes and letting them wander to locate my fateful companions. Being that we all lived relatively close to each other, there were days that we'd agree to take walks together on. Usually on breezier days with nice sunlight and the sweet taste of hearty conversation in the air.

     Basically the way it worked out, there was a singular street that we all lived off of. Meaning it took maybe one turn if even that to get to each of our houses from it. Approximately a 30 minute walk from one far home to the other ( mainly because of our short undeveloped legs ). And so at one end was our buddy Paul, and after dropping him off at his house we'd just go down the line talking etc as one after another split off down their own webbings from the main street.

     During all this though, we would always have some sort of music in the background. One of our crew had this phone called the Sony Ericson, a phone made specifically for playing music and incredibly outdated nowadays. And believe me we wore that feature out. To the point that more than whatever dumb jokes we made on those walks home what I really remember vividly was our choice of music. Ne-yo had just released the song "Miss Independent" at the time and we absolutely ruined that song ( played it to death). We would dance and sing to it as we shuck and jived our way home, without a care in the world. And I loved it. 

     It's bittersweet to think of these things sometimes, so simple yet significant. So distant. But much more than that, I am just happy to have made it this far, unscathed and still very much "me". The boy who sang in a voice that cracked through Ne-yo's hit single and walked into fences due to lack of attention is still very much present today. 

     I feel like that is something to be genuinely proud of.