Happy 200th entry, everybody. I dreamed that I was back in Grimes. It was a very bright day, very clear and sunny and harsh. The sunlight had a piercing, almost blinding quality that made everything seem stark and painful. Me and another girl (I didn’t recognize her, but she seemed familiar) were back behind where…
Author: sparky
The Long Fall
When I was nine, I was climbing a tree at a friend’s house. It was a tree I had climbed many times before, and I often tried to see how high I could get before the branches got too skinny for comfort. It was a medium-sized maple tree, with lots of good branches extending out,…