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i dont remember very much about being little. or very much about yesterday, for that matter. i have probably the worst memory, long- AND short-term of anyoen else you might know.
but every once in a while, i'm sure you know what i mean, i get little flashes of what it was like when i was actually a child. the things i liked. the weird things i did or believed.
so lately i've taken to writing them down. because it's important.
i was all about roller skates, gumball machines, and paint-by-number kits.
i also loved to shred paper into tiny little bits all over my bedroom carpet and then vindictively vacuum them up, very slowly.
i would wind up our tire swing as tight as i could make it go and then throw all my weight into hopping on at an angle, so it would spin so fast i nearly puked.
it was a way of not crying.