September 14, 2008

• This past day, me and my wife went to my dad's company beach picnic. This was at Huntington Beach, CA, and I think the last time I was near a beach was back in my Hawaiian honeymoon. It was typical for a work related party, hotdogs, lemonades, contests, bingo, and kite flying. Now there's something I really haven't done for ages; kite flying. I think the last time I did that was practically twenty years ago. At first I forgot how to put a kite together and I was stuck looking like an idiot trying to get it up in the sky. After looking at other people's kites however, I figured out that I put the strings wrong on it. As soon as I fixed the problem though, the kite immediately went up in the air, and I did not even need to move around or anything. The kite just wanted to go up, with no effort whatsoever on my part. There's something serene about just flying a kite, and it was pretty darn relaxing. Then the sky got a little too crowded with other kites, that I decided to reel it back before it gets tangled up with another kite. For those moments that I was looking at my kite up in the air, it was like I was a kid again. *sigh* nostalgia

  

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