Some vanilla ice cream purchased at the C-Store, some root beer purchased out of the soda machine. The two brought home, Bob Marley and his Wailers invited along because it is that type of sunny day. Life feels good, feels like that sound. I scooped in some vanilla ice cream into a big glass, poured some root beer over it, and watched it fizz, felt that yummy mixture in my mouth. Drank it slowly, sometimes with a spoon.
I left a message on my mom's machine telling her I was kicked out of school, she is going to be in Florida on Saturday. I love a person in a pure way, a friendship way, and I am learning how to do that, how to love people and the learning process is slow, is something that should have happened a much longer time ago.