Cross-ing over...
As prompted be my cousin Erin, I dug out this old cross-stitch of mine. I made it when I was in YMCA swimming, wore windsuits, and was the "Doozer," master of disaster. A flood of nostalgia coupled with happiness came over me. When I found this relic of my childhood I suddenly remembered events and feelings I couldn't have otherwise recalled. These memories were all accompanied by emotions much I had as a child. Happiness was part of everything which crossed my mind. No dislike or dissatisfaction. All from a cross-stitch I barely remembered.Once I allowed my mind to move forward suddenly I was taken from the security of my own self.
What happened between now and becoming a teenager? I think back to even a few weeks ago and don't remember any events with ease. What I do remember is everything bad that I had to deal with. Things that I am not satisfied with or people who don't seem to get it. My memories fit my perception of the world.
My memories are a part of me, can I not then look upon them to influence my impressions?
what's your favorite land mammal?
posted by driller. @ 1:01 AM
5 Comments:
i like panda bears
thats the point of the story, soon the doozer will ride again!
right on! i hart squirels.
you should have bought a squirrel. really, though. how many people have pet squirrels?
i once has one, it was a baby black squirrel. my friends from the cities tried to keep it alive and it died.
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