Five Minute Friday - Vivid

Every Friday, I link up with the Gypsy Mama and other writers to stop, drop, and write.

For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication.

For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.

VIVID

I can see us all on the skywalk connecting buildings at our old church in downtown. Cars rush below us and horns blare. It's the sound of the city.

Vivid in my memory.

We're a team, untied by nursery toys and choir trips as teens. We've spent years together, and more are to come. Laughter plays continuously. It's our one night during the week to reconnect, our one night to treasure our friendship.

We can't wait to receive our licenses.

We're all so different, all attend different high schools, all involved in different activities....academics, football, band, choir.

But we are the Skywalk Gang, conquering the world together, destined for enduring friendship.

Eight years later, only a few bonds remain. Others have been lost to time. We live all over the country, licenses and cars no longer help. Visits are few and far between. It saddens me.

Yet, in my mind's eye, we will always be teens on our skywalk, now dust and vapor, replaced by a fancier addition. The cars and horns and sounds of the city will always be our anthem. Laughter will always be our theme. And there, we are still kids with nothing standing in the way of our friendship.

On that bridge linking substance and space, we stand side by side, the Skywalk Gang. Us against the world.

Vivid.