The past is remembered. Live in the present. The future is in you.
-Mike Caceres, who is a blogger, hiker, and traveler
I believe it happened 4 years ago or so. I can only remember when "it" happened. Anything else, before and after the moment, it could be possibly inaccurate. (Yes, I did ask permission to my good friend, if I can write about this post.)
My friends and I were looking for any spot to play pickup basketball. It was the 4 of us, including myself. At the time, Travis AFB gym was only open, unless we chose to play there. (I do not remember.) Out of the crew, I only had access to the base.
Therefore, I drove my friends to Travis AFB. (I think it was their first time ever to enter the base.) As we entered the gate, I showed my military ID to the guard. The guard questioned us, "Where y'all going?" I answered, "Gonna play basketball at the gym." The guard slowly looked at each of us. (Us, Asians do look young.)
The harsh guard interrogated one of my friends, who was seated on the back of my car, "Why are your eyes red?" (His eyes were really red.)
My good friend nervously hesitated, for the reason that, he wanted the best answer. Twenty seconds later (not exactly sure about the seconds but it was long), he slowly murmured to the guard, "I am tired." My good friend was sweating and blushing too.
Repeatedly, the harsh guard interrogated him, then my good friend struggled answering.
Then, the guard gave him a serious intimidating look. Ten seconds later (not sure again), my good friend murmurred again, "I just got out of the shower."
(While this was happening, we were loudly laughing at our good friend. Needless to say, the harsh guard knew his surroundings, and kept on interrogating. Yes, we were jerks, but we could not help it. Sorry, buddy.)
I wonder if we did held the line. Then again, we were so focused on the moment, like living in our own "bubble."
Finally, the guard allowed us to enter the base. I slowly drove off. Low and behold, we looked back, and caught the guard laughing for the first time. (Amazingly, the guard held a perfect straight-on poker face until the end.)
For a moment, my good friend thought he was going to get arrested. Instead, the guard pranked him.
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