Taking this moment to share a story. The story begins with, "So there I was..."
As any good story should begin, I was on vacation in the mittin of Wisconsin near Sister Bay. Here, I remember clearly loving life as a seven year old blonde headed fuck. Swimming day in and day out at the Scandinavian Lodge for a week with family. Here, being seven meant giving no hoot about any problems. I write this to share one small fact of life. Eating salami like there's no tomorrow is how I lived life. I would roll a circle sheet of salami in a hand made ball and eat it as fast as I could. What the fuck. WHY does my brain remember ths moment in time of eating salami like a mad man outside at the pool. Lol I laugh because I still enjoy salami. Most things change. Old friends, strangers, and fucking hair. Hair eventually turns grey.
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