Today's topic is a childhood memory, with as much description as you can muster. I don't remember a whole lot of things from my childhood very vividly - or at all - but here's one story that sticks out.
I've lived in the same house since 1993, in a neighborhood full of trees and animals and hidden things that you don't often find in the city. Charlotte has so much nature left, which is one of the things I love about it. Our tiny yard is full of trees and plants, and it's not uncommon to have a family of deer walking through our yard in the early morning hours. My neighborhood was originally a fox hunting ground, and sometimes I can imagine what it must have been like then.
One evening, our family was at our next-door-neighbors' house, the parents enjoying an evening cocktail while all the children played in the backyard. I don't remember how we got the idea, but we decided we wanted to be explorers and see what there was to see in our little suburban yards. So we set off, slipping through the trees and out of the yard before our parents even noticed. We walked down the hill, tripping on the underbrush and banging on all the trees with sticks. In the middle of this tiny forest, the canopy is so dense that you can barely see the sky. It really did feel like a different world.
We continued our trek until we hit a wall. We wanted to see what was on the other side, so we continued around and ended up on the playground of our neighborhood pool. We hadn't gone more than five hundred yards, close enough not to get into harms way but far enough to feel like an adventure.
To be honest, I can't remember how we got home. I can't remember if we got caught. I can't remember if our parents even noticed - through the filter of memories, I don't even remember how long we were gone. I walked that exact path so many times growing up - it connects my street with my best friend's back yard, and was the most direct path for many years. But I very vividly remember feeling like I was discovering something new, exploring the world around me. Maybe that's why I'm so eager to explore the world now, and at 23 there's even more of it I want to see.