Side Roads and Hoodie Weather

“There’s a car coming! Get out of the road, girls.” Reluctantly, Taylor and I made our way to the side of the road. As soon as no cars were in sight, we were back to skipping in the middle of the street, kicking up leaves and laughing hysterically over things only our 7 year old minds could find intriguing. It was Friday, which meant walking to the ice cream parlor with Papa. Our grandpa never missed walking us up to get an ice cream cone on his days off and he always got off work early on Fridays. Sometimes I miss when things were like this- before everyone moved away, drifted apart. Before everything changed for the worse. Those brisk, autumn days where kicking up leaves and going for walks with my family would never again be mine. I guess it’s inevitable, the automatic evolution of people and things and ideas and the unavoidable affect our influences have on our ways of thinking.