Stories to Give

Everybody likes stories.
Especially ones that happened to them.
The joy in their eyes.
The happiness in their voice.
You can see how excited they are to tell someone and to have such an audience.

Grasping onto every word.
Living for that rush of the outcome.

It's like you were there.

Other times, people suck at telling them and it drains the fun out of the whole thing.

Well, do I have a good one to tell. Good, from my point of view.
It all happened so fast.
And yes, I did get approval to tell this story from the other person it relates to.


It was an ordinary day in quarantine.
I wanted to get out and go for a drive.
My friend wanted boba.
I asked if they were up for an adventure.

We headed out to Santa Monica beach.
Only, I forgot how or really what exit to use, so I kept on driving up towards Malibu.
Once I found a decent spot, I stopped, parked, put on my mask, and got out.
We were watching surfers in the water.
Waiting.
Sitting.
In the cold water.

I think we were there for quite a bit, but I started to get hungry, so we left the ocean.
We headed back home, when my friend found a place to get food.
We stopped in LA for a change and got burgers!!!
Mine was completely vegan. YUS
While he got one smothered with sauce.

We went back home, dropped off some stuff, and decided to see if anything was open.
A parking lot, somewhere, was open so we decided to head in there.

At that point, things were about to get freaky.
Just kidding.
My friend was putting some music on, so I could get in the mood.

We did what other ordinary people did.
Blocked off the rear window.
Blocked off the windshield.
And rolled down windows on my side.
Things were about to get steamy.

Just as we were done kissing and such, he told me to get in the backseat.
I know, what amateurs, we weren't in the back to begin with, oh well.

Just as soon as I jumped back there, I saw a flash of light behind my car.

"Oh shit," I said.
I hopped back in front.
Told my friend to pull his pants up and grabbed his food.
"That's supposed to be my cover." he said.
I thought, nah he got his phone on YouTube, that's his cover.

The security guy pulled his car next to mine.
I rolled down the window.
He said, "I'm closing the parking lot tonight."
"Oh! Okay, no problem." I rolled the window back up and giggled.
"He smiled, he knew," my friend said.
"No," I said doubtfully.

We decided to leave that area and head back home.
My friend decided we go back to another spot that we found when we did something similar.
Of course, that was a week ago, and I didn't know if they would close this area as well.
To my surprise, it was open.



At the end of the night, we laughed and talked about our day.
I talked about moving to another state, somewhere cheap, and buy a house.
My friend reminded me of our collective dreams.
"What about Japan?"
He was right.
I loved travelling when I was in college.
I also loved the idea of travelling with someone who has the same ambition.
There are people who travel, just to get to their destination, while others, like myself, travel to experience another world outside from the one I built in my head.

It felt amazing to travel to a different country.
But it felt exhilarating to travel with a companion!

When my best friend and I traveled to Scotland, it literally took my breath away.
We were both experiencing something new together.
It wasn't the same either!
We talked about things that stood out.
I'll never forget travelling with her.

So my friend telling me about our dream to go to Japan lit up my eyes.
"Your right!"
I smiled wide and hugged him.
I need to save up for that trip.
It means everything to me.


After our eventful day, we kissed and hugged goodbye.
He waved at me as I drove home....
Forever dreaming about my trip to Japan...

...someday





Peace.