One of my first memories ever, is of me walking around the back patio in a sundress in our old apartment. I played with the back fence and kept looking up at the trees, they were so green and it was the beginning of summer. I could here my siblings playing around me and my sister yelling at me in the back round. I had managed to take her camera and snap a photo of the tree above. The end result was a blur of green.
I’m sitting here in a back yard in Brooklyn, the trees are in full bloom and the grass is vibrant and bright.
I wonder where I will be a year from now.
I can’t focus like I used too. My mind wanders and takes me places very easily. I wonder how much of that is a coping mechanism.