i know i've talked about them before, but out of body experiences.... i used to get them a lot when i was really little, i distinctly remember one instance in particular. cedar hurst nursery school playground. i was about 4. the slide was metal and directly in the sun. it used to hurt going down it, but the slide was always my favorite, i was never a big fan of that merry go round thing and there were only too-small baby swings, so i sucked it up. i would bend my knees and tuck them in so that no skin was touching the slide, strictly shorts and shoes. arms in the hair, strawberry blonde locks in the wind. slides are so fucking awesome. i can still see myself watching me from the top go down.
this memory is parallel to one i shared with rye about 3 summers ago now, just before freshman year. we walked to the waterman playground. they have bigger swings there (its a middle school), so we took off our sandals and we formed messages in the sand as our toes lazily grazed the mini mountains. swing chain twisting, too hot to even so much as pump. talking about summer reading, did you do it yet? "i'll never be able to run 10 miles." the wooden log bridge. the slides there were plastic. no need to tuck in my feet.
three summers ago and i swear it was just yesterday.
thirteen years ago and i can still see myself. except today i bet i could stretch out my legs on the metal slide and have my feet touch the ground at the bottom as i sat at the top.
and i guess these memories hit me today because right now i kind of feel like im sliding. barefoot.
I'll run in the rain till I'm breathless
When I'm breathless I'll run till I drop, hey
The thoughts of a fool's kind of careless