We can start with a weird memory.
I don’t know how old I was.
I don’t even know if it really happened
I was young though very yound
I have to say about 5 actually because I was in a car heading to where I still live.
I was alone in the back.
My mother was driving. I remember being concerned about the grass on the sides of the street. I was worried about mowing it. It was corn.
I leaned forward after undoing my seatbelt. I poked my mom.
Out of no where I asked her
“Mom is everything a dream or is it real”
I just feel like this was on of the defining moments of my life.
Me as a small child wondering if the world I live in is even real.
Sometimes I still ask myself about that.
I don’t know..
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