06

Deerfield, its a really pretty town, I think it's because most of the people have so much money they pump it into the community and make it look like one of those towns you see on TV, where everything is just perfect. I walk out of my back door into my garage, it's 75 degrees, sunny with a slight breeze; so my garage smells kind of moldy and there's water on the floor from the sweating concrete. I hit the button to my left and open the garage door and walk out into the world. It's really green outside, I see the young family across the street of me playing with their daughter who is about two. I walk up the upper left part of the figure-eight that my street and the street behind me makes to get to Greenwood ave, I make a left and walk east on Greenwood towards the Milwaukee District North train lines. When I get to the train tracks, I cross them and start walking south on Park street, towards what is central Deerfield. As I walk along the train tracks to my left there are many houses 1970's - 1980's era, most of them have two floors, and many of them are inhabited by small families. About every other front yard I see small kids playing, they give me the weird eye, as I look at them still making my way down Park. I make it to the Hazel crossing, and I wait for a car to come over the tracks, before jogging across the intersection to Jewett Park.

Walking through Jewett Park, I pass the skate park, I'm reminded of many incidences where I hurt myself, or got into fights with the asshole kids that inhabit the part. On a strange note, nobody is there. I think to myself "they're all probably snorting coke at the projects to the east of Jewett." I keep walking through Jewett, past the playground where I see many kids playing with their parents, I pass the Park District and then Jewett Park Drive to get to the corner of Deerfield road and Robert York ave. I cross Deerfield Road when there are no cars, and make my way to the Deerfield commons, the location of my destination: Walgreens. I run into Walgreens and grab a Redbull, for $2.49 these things sure are worth it. As I exit the Walgreens I see my friends pulling into the parking lot in my friend Ryan's blue Honda Civic. I run towards their car, and then popping the top on my Redbull, jump into the back seat.

"What are we doing today?" I ask.
"I don't know." Ryan says.

The start of yet another fun Summer day.