girl at large

i can't go into the details of why just yet, but i've been going through some family photo albums tonight, and oh boy..the memories! i found one of the house on Division Street just buried in snow..must keep that handy, remind myself that i never want to lay eyes on the white stuff again, ever. one great memory; my little brother Thomas was just the cutest kid and before i got into that nasty pre-teen stuff, he was easily plied into giving me many, many little kid hugs…with that little pat on the back. i still miss that; that little-hand pat on the back.
my ovaries hurt.