Last night I went to the park with some friends and we ate some turkey hot dogs and hung out.
I forgot how much absolute fun it is to play and swing... I was flying through the air and put my head all the way back to see the world upside down... I felt like I was 8 again. Memories of the hours I'd spent and the playgrounds I loved flooded back to me. Not a bit of sadness was there, just joy and pumping my legs and stretching them out again as I laid back and sliced through the air to swing higher and higher.
Fun... THAT'S what it was like... Now I remember.
This weekend should be even more fun as I'm going to a grad party and a bonfire and making pizzas with my dad on Sunday to celebrate how good of a Father he's been to me.
Feeling a little sentimental today, but it's ok... It's Friday, I'm wearing jeans at work and all is good in my hood.
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