At the corner of my eye, I saw a figure preparing some huge equipment out of the back of a van.
I went back to washing the car.
"Fuck the sun"
The unmistakable big blue umbrella then opened under the hot sun.
"Woah"
A weird feeling swept over me. A good kind of weird feeling.
It felt very Americana.
It hit me that I was finally living in a neighbourhood.
Few minutes later, bells started ringing..
Okay I'm gonna cut this one short cause I went down to fry sausages and I lost the vibe already.
Frying sausages and seeing this uncle made me feel good :)
He passed by me with his cart.
I looked up, but immediately looked down.
Why didn't I say hi? Why didn't I even smile?
Was it really that hard to be nice?
As he made his way further down the street, a little girl in a rainbow dress ran up to him.
I miss being a kid.
I wanted to scream for my mum to bring some money out so I could buy some ice cream.
But I didn't.
I don't know what held me back.