sunday

shawn had big plans for a sunday. he wanted to take me kite flying. the last i could remember of my previous kite flying "expedition" was with my dad as a toddler. it was a rough one, falling down, getting my knees scrapped and finally getting dragged away by the wind because my feet got tangled up with the kite strings. miserable. that was my last kite flying trip. about 2 decades later, shawn tried his best but couldn't find a kite to fly. i guess for now my only memory of kit flying would be getting dragged of by the wind. lol!