Ray to Riches: Volume 21

Greetings, young masters. Every week there’s a new reason to be excited with a new playlist of the hottest, newest, and underrated tracks that have surfaced during the week for your pleasure. As you jam along to the new tunes, if you’re a little more interested in my own (boring) life, then there’s a short story included that covers virtually any topic that reflects what I’m feeling at the time. These could be memories, experiences, feelings, and etc. This is my weekly recap in a nutshell.

1 week. 1 story. 7 days. 7 songs. This is,

Ray to Riches: Volume 21

Date: March 28th, 2016
Title: What’s your earliest memory?

Seems like a difficult question to answer. I think my earliest memory came when I was about 4 or 5 years old… or whenever I visited the United Kingdom for the first (and only) time.

First of all, shout out to my parents for taking me to such a beautiful place at such a young age so that I wasn’t able to appreciate the trip whatsoever, but that’s for another story…

I think I was thuggin’ real hard outside at some square in London, England. Who knows what the weather was like that day, but to paint the picture I’m sure that it was a typical gloomy English day. I was there with my older brother [and my mom] and we were feeding birds.

I remember there being a ton of birds, but not having enough bread. There was, for some reason, a clown at the square. Maybe we were at some well-known spot that families often went to. But there was definitely a clown there. The clown made something for my brother. I don’t remember what, but it was red.

What was your first memory like? Was it as freakish as mine? Were you in your house or across the globe like I was?

– Raymond

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