14 december 2016
three memories
In the summers my family would drive out to Colorado to visit family. I was around eleven.
Highway 70 between kansas and the mountains has a landscape of mainly corn and soy fields. It's
easy to get lost in your thoughts when staring out the window of a moving car.
We passed by a non franchised gas station and in the front of it I saw two girls arguing with each other. They looked like identical twins. The girl on the left was wearing an angel costume - wings attached to the back of a white dres. Her sister's costume was a devil - red dress, plastic pitchfork, and headband with horns.
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When I was fourteen my grandfather took me to Perdue University for a tour. It was his alma mater, and I think he was hoping I would take up vetrinary science and follow in his footsteps.
At one point in the tour we went into a building and there was a cow with a hole in it's side, standing there eating hay. The hole had a rubber gasket. I got to put on a glove and stick my hand inside the cow. You could feel the half digested hay in one of it's stomachs.
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My last year of art school I studied in Rome. One night I was with five other students, sitting on the downstream tip of the Tiber Island, talking quietly and watching the river. A man walked up, saying 'good evening' in an american accent as he continued walking off the edge of the island into the water.
I could see his head and shoulders bob as the river carried him around the bend.