Last year M, B and I went to the LGBT Winter Rendezvous ski weekend in Stowe, VT. It was the first time I had ever been on a lift where I couldn't see the end and the first time we boarded in fluffy snow instead of ice. My heart skips a beat when I think about it.
People have called me a goldfish - I have no memory. Or a very selective memory. I'm missing whole years of my life but can remember all the words to odd Disney and Dirty Dancing songs (Aaahhh-riel! Stay, just a little bit looonger...). So, this is a clear little bowl for me to hold my treasures and peer out while you peer in.
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection” - Anais Nin
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