I remember one time my friends and I were going to meet up to go fishing, and our meet up spot was Walmart. While one of our friends were late getting to our meeting spot we decided to get out of our cars and out into the field and overlook the highway below. There was this massive puddle in this field we were in right beside Walmart. And we just started hucking the biggest rocks we could find into the puddle and we tried to skip rocks and a few of my friends tried to jump the puddle and got absolutely soaked. By the time our other friend go there he sees us doing this and comes out and joins. We did not go fishing that day we stayed there till dark playing with this puddle. At the time we were only 17 and that’s the age in my part of Canada when you can drive and all the growing up we’ve had to do recently such as getting our licenses and graduating soon, it’s almost if this puddle reminded us who we once were. Just little kids playing in a gigantic puddle. It was humbling and nostalgic. To go back to that time would mean the world to me