But now it doesn't seem so grand like it did to me yesterday.
It was swimming in Houston, the summer, and the chlorine. The days I spent hanging out with my aunt(s) and their dogs and how I use to bank of going swimming in the pool at the apartment complex they would be living in. When I was little I use to remember that it felt like Houston went on forever. Almost to big to imagine. It was always sunny too. Of course, it should be when you go swimming.
I think I got caught up in the moment of it. Something reminded me of it and it seemed as if I could taste the air of Houston in the mid 1990's (which probably wasn't that great, but as compared to today) and I felt like I could feel the sun on my skin again.
All nice/cool/good/great things must come to an end though. Both of my aunt's ended up moving. They both now reside in the deep east of Texas. One of them ended up moving to Austin and Dallas in the mean time. Sometime before the end of the decade I think. It's not on occasion that I miss sorely, but it was like discovering a part of your life that you forgot at one time or another.
The sun is now in its evening position as it is casting a tan-yellow shadow along the walls of my living room. Not too bright, but enough to keep the room well lit. It is a comforting color.
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