Last post got me thinking about when the audience began to exist. That got me thinking in terms of the few bits of memory I have chugging around my brain, the ones that really stick and come back at times.
-at some point, being picked on on the bus, probably 5th or 6th grade. Mike the bus driver saying, "someday people will see how beautiful you are". I truly appreciate him saying that 30 years ago and hope he is having a happy life.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment