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Wednesday, 2 May 2007
the universe is big but my face is small
when i lived in brooklyn heights my dad would take me around in the stroller on sundays. everyone would wave to me because i was popular in the neighborhood. (my best friend's name was seth. one time seth's mom got mad at him and threw all of his toys out of the window onto the street.)
anyway, because of all the waving, my dad called me the mayor. so the city felt small. also, all those buildings. it's a crowded place.
we had a weekend house, the one we eventually moved into full time. we drove out there most weekends. i think the universe first felt big when i was sitting in the car, watching the landscape go by, a little high on deisel fumes.
once in the car i was eating peanuts and raisins out of a ziplock bag and i shoved a peanut so far up my nose we had to pull over and go to the hospital. so my face is way smaller than the universe, because even peanuts don't fit.
anyway, because of all the waving, my dad called me the mayor. so the city felt small. also, all those buildings. it's a crowded place.
we had a weekend house, the one we eventually moved into full time. we drove out there most weekends. i think the universe first felt big when i was sitting in the car, watching the landscape go by, a little high on deisel fumes.
once in the car i was eating peanuts and raisins out of a ziplock bag and i shoved a peanut so far up my nose we had to pull over and go to the hospital. so my face is way smaller than the universe, because even peanuts don't fit.
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