Balance

I used to love walking on the balance beam when i was in preschool because i was good at it. And because they gave me cheerios when i was done.

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Driving to fresno we saw a lot of vineyards. I saw the gnarled twised rooty trees, reaching upward with no hope of ever making it as high as they would of liked, and knew they gave birth to grapes, but for some reason they made me want to cry.

Roads

I once saw an old pick up truck when we were driving down the freeway. There were long wooden beams sticking out of the truckbed. And tied to the longest one was a little boy’s red sock. I asked my mom why it was there, and i already knew her answer wouldn’t satisfy me. It was there for safety, for logistical reasons. but to me it felt like that little red sock was a messenger of death.

Sneeze

I nearly always sneeze in threes. people have always told me that it was good luck. i always though it was a further outward manifestation of my clumsiness.