December 2011
1 post
something old and something new
we carry specific memories of our childhood with us, some good and some bad. it always seems to be memories of things that are completely irrelevant and un-important. for instance, i remember in Cleveland sitting on the sidewalk in front of my childhood home eating salad with a girl who lived down the street, but it was covered in italian dressing and we were ranting about how delicious the...