Remember When…

On beautiful summer days, I like to think back to when I was five years old. Running and playing in the Mount Greenwood section of Chicago.
When my world was my house and the sidewalk path three or four houses in each direction. This was as far as me and my Big Wheel were allowed to go. As long as my mom was out front, I was free to roam the world.

We lived on the corner.

Head north, look around and back home.
Wave to mom.
Head east, look around and back home again.
Repeat.
I love summer.

 

Editors Note: This is from a writing prompt from the #ThinkKit15 project created by SmallBox. Today’s prompt was to share something that sticks out from the past. This post had a limit of 100 words. For more information about this project, follow @ThinkKit on Twitter.

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