Sun on my face, music in the air, and everyone else just a bit out of frame, my cousin Mateíto ran for sodas, Ken’s probably still arguing about playlists, and Sofita left her board here like always. Not much planning needed when the day moves this easy. Sometimes all you have to do is listen.
March 14, 2026
The philosopher pose suits you, Ben. Don’t pretend you weren’t about to make fun of my helmet next.
You make it too easy, my brother. I was just deciding if your helmet or your playlist deserved to go first.
You look deep in thought, but I know you’re just regrouping before round two of roast sessions with the cousins. Save a little of that calm energy for the bike ride home, Ben.
You know me too well, Mamá. Might need some backup if Ken keeps trying to drag me into his stories after, but I’ll save enough for the ride, promise.