today i went to doyle park, alone. i sat on the swings, alone.
and i stayed there for half an hour.
the playground itself was designed for little children. most playgrounds are, but this one was more so in that everything was lower, everything had a smiley face painted on it, and everything was smaller. the swings were in disrepair, in need of a lot of oiling to ease their squeaky creaks, but other than that, it was a decent playground. a lot of parents were there with their young children.
but i know of a better playground, the one at mission bay park.
i loved that playground. it was large, with numerous play structures, lots of swings, and it was right next to the bay. at night, it was beautiful.
and today, while i was swinging all by my lonesome self at doyle park, i told myself that when i finally get my driver's license, the first place i will drive to is that playground, the one in mission bay park. i know it won't be the same, but i want to go back there, just one more time.
to swing on the swings.
