two little mermaids I know ventured OUT of the water on that first warm warm day. one, the dark one wore a tiger racerback the other, practically see through in her extremeties wore peach nylon to protect her delicate epedermis from the harsh mother. such a precious site . I was lucky for sure!
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Wednesday, June 8, 2011
when I was a little girl
when I was a little girl
I sailed upon a warm soft breeze room to breathe.......getting your flesh cut into is a very weird thing. You take for granted the healing swiftness of common cuts and bruises. I think I might have a thousand or so switch stitches between my cheek and my back....counting both layers of inside and out. I thought he said the thread was blue to differentiate between
the dissolving thread which is white and the takeout stitching. but it all looks black and actually quite a bit like frankenstein. oh well, He didn't say he went into the business because he liked sewing.....I think he said it was more the "surgury" he was drawn to ...and I believe that is in the cutting" ......And, just the night before, Alfred and I watched Silence of The Lambs. I don't think that was the right name for that movie. I mention that JUST LAST NIGHT I watched S OF THE L and said" awe.......good movie!" as he was sewing my skin back together. I like it! Now I have one old side and one young.....next time you see me , you guess which one is which.
thinking thinking thinking
thinking thinking thinking