Maybe If I Remember Every Minute of My Life Like This It Will Improve My Memory

I'm cruising down the road on a silver scooter with a pink camo seat.  The wind is blowing through my hair as the puttering sound of the motor whines through the muffler.  I look to my right and see a beautiful sunset.  I drive past an alfalfa field and it gets immediately cooler.  I stop at Clark's to get food while I work. I see Darin. We chat.  Ayla checks me out.  We do not chat.  I buy a chimichanga and some chocolate milk.  I drive to work.  I am early.  I drive towards the football field.  The sounds of the crowd and the smell of the grass reminds me of my childhood. I drive to work.  Here I am.