Dream #44: My First Journal

04.15.2010 § Leave a comment

I’m four years old, sitting my grandfather’s old house—the one my mother grew up in. The walls are carpeted in this hideous orange hued dark brown. It’s raining in the woods down the hill out back. I’m sitting at the dark varnished oak kitchen table, drawing with crayons my retelling of the day at my uncle’s second marriage.

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