Ten.Two Thousand, Four Hundred & Ninety-Four
Should have put my contacts in.
Humidity = extra sweaty.
The breeze blowing through the trees.
There are things you only see in the south.
So, what’s happened in the last 30 years?
She asks me how I could have children that old. I remind her that we are indeed just old now.
Strike.
Give me all the mozzarella sticks.
Did he say “snake?”
Trying to find yourself in words and pictures from a distant past.