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kyooverse @ : Ugh
I really hate how, as you grow older, things your elder did or said when you were younger that made no sense reveal themselves in sense.
After we lost our home, we had to live with my great-grandmother. I was not thrilled about this as, well, I carried big beef with her over the way she treated my grandma/mama -- especially since she was not going to be angry about it herself. One day, I was hungry and went into her fridge to get something out. She did not like this -- she felt like we were going to eat her out of house and home I guess. Anyway, as I was rifling, she came out of the bathroom in nothing but her underwear and the most perturbed look on her face. I think we had some words, but what I remember most clearly were her low, flat breasts and thinking she was certifiable.
Tonight, I am listening to the sounds of my roommate, Zeke, and his friends. They are being hyenas in the other room. Flicking something (bottle caps?), giggling, whispering. I wanted to walk out there and demand to know what was going on, but I could only let myself be seen and share a small smile with Zeke I didn't mean.
So, sorry Arlene McRae, I owe you one.
After we lost our home, we had to live with my great-grandmother. I was not thrilled about this as, well, I carried big beef with her over the way she treated my grandma/mama -- especially since she was not going to be angry about it herself. One day, I was hungry and went into her fridge to get something out. She did not like this -- she felt like we were going to eat her out of house and home I guess. Anyway, as I was rifling, she came out of the bathroom in nothing but her underwear and the most perturbed look on her face. I think we had some words, but what I remember most clearly were her low, flat breasts and thinking she was certifiable.
Tonight, I am listening to the sounds of my roommate, Zeke, and his friends. They are being hyenas in the other room. Flicking something (bottle caps?), giggling, whispering. I wanted to walk out there and demand to know what was going on, but I could only let myself be seen and share a small smile with Zeke I didn't mean.
So, sorry Arlene McRae, I owe you one.