Friday, August 17, 2012
Dear Boy driving his battery operated car outside beneath my window for an hour yesterday early evening,
Thank you for the sweet noise your car made as you accelerated over the bumpy sidewalk and the high pitch squeal when you went in reverse. Thank you for talking to yourself and narrating the experience while you were doing it. It was a perfect distraction for me from all my woes. It reminded me that sometimes it can actually be fun doing the same thing over and over and over, each time getting just a little bit better. It reminded me of Mo and her big wheel and the sound it used to make going 30 mph straight down our vertical driveway, the sound of hard plastic wheels rumbling on concrete. It reminded me of what hot summer nights are like when you don't know that heat is uncomfortable and irritating. I hope you come back again. Bye!
your neighbor in 831