Rewind back to the year of 2010 on April 3rd. It was the real last birthday party that me and my parents assembled. Twas everything a newly nine year old could ever ask for… An Epic Laser tag party! Me and my parents had the perfect spot for this type of madness of fun. We pondered about setting up at the StoneBridge apartment park that we lived next to it. When we finally placed the order for laser tag set up with my hopes crashing through the roof and how euphoric my mind would feel. The next couple of days I started dishing out invitations to kids that I know who are really good friends with me.

It was Aj’s 16th birthday on April 3rd 2017. Aries season was on the arise, sun blooming with scorching waves. Aj’s friends were filled with joy knowing it was aj’s 16th birthday. Aj wanted to spend his wonderful birthday at Ocean Beach California walking around the unique stores and to enjoy the blissful waves of euphoria. The sand hugged Aj’s feet with a sense of comfort and peacefulness. Eventually Aj came up with the idea of being buried in the alluring sand which his friends agreed upon carrying it out.

It was back in the year of 2012 during the beginning of 6th grade year at meadowbrook middle school located in the beautiful and dry city of San Diego, California. The sun was beaming down on the broken down asphalt which made kids feel like they were in Dante’s inferno in which they were since it was in middle school. The teacher walts out the sweat shop that is the boys locker room. He tells the kids to sit on their specific number which ironically  was on the burning asphalt. “ Alright guys let’s get up and get running, take a lap around the track up the hill and come back and be ready to get paired for teams playing volley tennis.” He commanded. The kids jolted off their numbers on the asphalt up the hill. The track was mainly a turf field designed to look like an actual track but really it was painted by a vibrant red color. The track area was surrounded by trees that sometimes grew over the fence that separates the neighborhood from the track area.   

There was a boy in this empty vast neighborhood in the desert of California. He was not very happy about staying with his dad but he knew he missed him more than his early childhood. He would often walk to the store with his father in the mysterious night with the moon dancing in the spotlight which is our eyes. Sand from the desert would fly off the ground into the refreshing air. Him and his dad would always walk by a fence that kept in the goats that would talk to them. Joshua trees would dance in the distance, birds would chirp in symphony, and cars rumbling on the long lonely highway.

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton