A spontaneous midnight drive, without a destination set into the onboard GPS
The pulse of the tires on the road are only interrupted but the occasional pothole or blinkerless asshole.
Reminiscing about being a child, when we were convinced that the moon was following us, as we sat in the back seat and cruised the shoreline in uncle’s old station wagon.
Carelessly and buoyantly holding my hand out of the window, pushing my palm against the resisting wind. Letting the wind blow through my fingers, a tender feeling I can compare to the tingling of my toes sifting through the wet sand at the ocean’s edge on a summer night.
The excitement of the last day of school, and no perception of what the summer would bring. but not a glimmer of fretfulness, for it was exactly what we dreamed.
Riding bikes to the “main hang” and letting it crash to the ground with the wheel still spinning, as there was absolutely no time to responsibly lean it up on its kickstand. Cracking jokes and raiding the corner store for candy with the leftover change from lunch. Wasting the minutes away making any scheme or dream come to life.
Frantically checking my watch to be home on time designated by mom. Boy oh boy, could I time out how long it would take to get home from any corner of town on any given day.
Mere seconds winding down as I closed in on the garage door, the street light would kick on as I kicked off my shoes and burst through the side door. On the nose nearly every time!
Free to do it all again the next day…
Thinking about all of this now, with my anxiety being the reason for this midnight drive, brings a tear to my eye thinking about all that has changed. I question anything and everything all at once, “why do we need to stop all of that?”, “Why not be passionate about silly things?”, “what’s so wrong with being nerdy?”
“why take all this shit so serious?”
© 2018 Joseph Emerson @ WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com
I remember many of the things you mention here. So much fun being a kid. I guess I never grew up either, cause I still love them. Great Post!
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Glad you liked it. Thank you for reading.
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that is such a beautiful piece. I really enjoyed it.
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Thank you so much. I’m glad you liked it. Thank you for reading
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You are welcome. It was a pleasure to read.
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Beautiful writing and I love the photo.
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Thanks. Throwback pics are awesome.
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Yeah! I have some too but this one — Hah!!
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I don’t know how I wasn’t grounded. Thank heavens for film back then. By the time it was developed it was a week later. Haha. Never got grounded for flipping the bird
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Maybe they just thought you used the wrong finger?
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Lol
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I’m right there with you. I often wonder how I ended up at this point and crave the freedom, excitement, and daily adventures of my youth. “Van Life” seems like a pretty neat gig. Removing all the extras of life, that tie us down in so many ways, and actually start living again.
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I wish I was better at practicing what I preach but before I know it I am right back in the grind, sucked up in the news and social media held down by the comments and opinions of people I don’t even talk to or see. Crazy how this happens to us.
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That’s so true about the media and social media. I’ve deactivated my Facebook account and stopped checking CNN. I’ve found a good little tribe here on WordPress that I can truely connect with on a whole other lever that doesn’t seem to work in the “real world”. Here there is Couragous folks being honest and REAL.. So refreshing.
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Exactly. It is a good positive feeling to have this here. Everyone encourages each other instead of trying so hard to knock everyone into the mud.
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Ah-the carefree days of childhood. Why were we in such a hurry to grow up?
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Right? I’d give an arm to do it all over again
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I would rather do it all over again with both arms, but I agree. 😊
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Thanks for visiting me today (Passionate about Passion or Love) and leaving a like. Visiting back. You have a warm and interesting way of writing. Enjoyable.
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Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed it. 🤓
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I guess many of us are so in our 20’s or may be 30’s( I m not there yet).
But I could relate to the mental agony, the frustration, when I mock myself for not being what I can be
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Beautiful piece
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Thank you so much. Means a lot. Glad you liked it.
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This is soooo refreshingly beautiful!!
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So glad you liked it. Thank you so much for reading and liking. 🤓
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