I had done alright

Living in the same area and still getting family car rides made me used to everything that I saw through my left side window. I know at least 5 different routes to get to one place. I can remember the cars in familiar driveways. I know every plaza at every intersection. My mind has settled within my surroundings. But it won't be for long; my brother reminded me.

Driving back home from Sunday's lunch, we passed the skate park that everyone used to go to, the very long route that is best traveled with a slushie in hand, the park that I once had to run across to get to places unknown, and the Harvey's where we sipped on a thick chocolate shake while coming up with the best plan for relaxation. Usually the family car would drive down this street and I'd think nothing of it, but the extent of my growth has even flustered my brother.

I'm used to the fact that next year I won't see everyone that I've come in contact with over my last four years. And it's a concept that I can hear and won't understand til it happens. But just as I survived my transition into high school, I'm sure I'll survive this one.

And newer memories will be made along the roads that I frequently pass.