Wednesday: 1991

This is the part of the memory that feels like drowning. I had three hours until dinner. Three hours until my dad came home and asked, "What did you do today?"

But when I close my eyes, I am still there. It is Wednesday, 1991. It is 4:47 PM. The clock on the VCR is blinking 12:00. I am lying on the carpet. I am doing nothing. wednesday 1991

That Wednesday, I learned to listen.

I remember thinking: This is my whole world. This is the part of the memory that feels like drowning