peanut and raisin trail mix for the walk down to the pool. that's what i always made myself. i liked to put chocolate chips in, too. sometimes they melted. my little feet bending the summer grass, forging a trail in the dark depths of nature. it was really the grass near the frontage road of mopac. the pool was only a few blocks away. sometimes mommy held my hand. but when she worked, cyan and i would travel together, a pack like lions so we could jump in the deep end. i always tried to be the first one in after the five minute break whistle blew the release.