Katroes

Driving the Frostsaber through the mildly congested Boulevard in the afternoon always reminds me of The Katroes. Looking at the orange sunset, the sidewalks we used to walk on while doing crazy all the way to either the mall or simply the wall, then we used to sit on thepavements near the bay.

There had been always something to do. Maybe watching some fishing drunken people, or some small concert, some accident, or simply the waves or the cars and people passing by. We did a whole lot of small talks. We walked in and out the malls purposelessly. We sometimes climbed the forbidden ladders to reach the rooftops. We had visited the roofs of all buildings. Yes, you might just say it's a waste of time, but it's the highest quality time I've ever had.

With all these feelings I just couldn't drive on. So I decided to stop. I chose an empty space near the bay, facing west. I looked at the sun, while wishing that The Katroes were there by my side. I believe that they could hear my wish. I know that they were wishing the same thing. And I know it will come true. I just have to wait. I've promised that I'll be here when they return, and we'll be celebrating together.