day 14
earliest memory
my brother being born. i was almost 3 years old when my life went upsidedown for a weekend and then this huge ass baby came into my life. my parents kept telling me he brought me gifts, like this yellow plastic tea cup set. i played along with it, but i knew it was bull shit. babies don’t pack gift in mother’s bellies. duh.
i was much smarter when i was two.
