the first time i killed my brother

[bird_in_space]

This is secondhand. Mr. Snyder once told Mary that when he was a teenager, every summer he would go by himself to a house by the beach. In the mornings he would wake up, eat a banana, and surf all day. When evening came he would eat a spoonful of peanut butter. In the evenings he would do nothing but read and think.

I had no understanding or appreciation of this when I first heard it. Right now, I think I could use a short hermitage.