I did something tonight that I hadn’t done in a long time: I drove around aimlessly.

I went to my mother’s house to pick up some mail that had arrived for
me and then I decided to stop at Tastee-Freez for some ice cream. This
was around 8 o’clock in the evening, so the sun was setting behind some
huge clouds that were turning violet. It was such a quintessential
summer evening that I decided I didn’t want to go home. There was
nothing for me at home. TV and computer screens have me nauseated now
because it is all I’ve been looking at as of late.

I got into my car and drove, deftly switching gears while eating my ice
cream. I started down one road, and then took another road for a while
then turned on another road. I didn’t care where I was going. Both of
my windows were open, letting the summer air in. I took in several
large breaths of the slightly humid air. It was intoxicating, bringing
many summer memories up to the surface from the murky depths of my
memory.

As I drove past forest preserves, I smelled the trees, the leaves, and
the dirt. Memories of camping, hiking, lakes, mosquitoes, bug-spray all
bubbled to the surface. One thing I’ve noticed about memories is that
they’re usually not alone. Your brain has chained them all together,
sometimes logically, sometimes illogically. When the memories of summer
started coming, they didn’t stop for a while. It all brought me back to
simpler times. Chasing fireflies in the backyard. Wolfing down
watermelons, your hands and mouth sticky afterwards. Setting off bottle
rockets close to the 4th of July. Going boating at Cedar Lake. Spraying
my entire body with OFF! repellent because the bugs were so bad.

Watching the sky darken as I drove, it made me realize that my life had
gotten needlessly complicated. Why is it as we grow up, simplicity
begins to be something that we lose? I realize there are a lot of
responsibilities that come with being an adult; I get that. But is
there a way we can be adults and not have complex lives? Can you
imagine if an entire generation of adults took the time out of their
busy schedule to chase fireflies? If all the “grown up” issues were set
aside for an evening? I think more and more people are forgetting that
joy can be found in life no matter how old you are and it can be found
through slowing down, turning off the TV and the computer and going
outside. I really think God had this generation in mind when he said, “Be still and know that I am Lord.”

Just make sure you poke holes in the top of the lid otherwise your fireflies will die.



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