I am usually the person you encounter at the beginning of the work week who comes in with a bad case of the Mondays, who responds “What’s so good about it?” to a friendly “Good morning”. But today was different because I spent my Sunday doing almost nothing.
And as I washed my car in the front yard on top of the driveway, I felt so incredibly at peace. Dogs barked, kids played silly made-up games, sirens blared and soon decended as the SAPD cars flew by. Someone played tejano music while they BBQ’d. I saw the neighbors building a swing-set across the street. I heard the annoying repetitive sounds of an ice cream truck and it’s unnecessary greeting: “Hello!” What the hell, right? But whatever.
Yes, I live in the hood. But I kinda like it that way.
-VC
