well...the list is done. it bled into today, and as the weather was shit i didn't bother to leave the house aside from yoga.
as a small child i was repulsed at the sight of carousels. my mother recalls me as a toddler, shielding my eyes against the possibility of catching sight of one if i even heard the faintest tinkling of the music. i faintly remember my disgust of the impaled horses, mouths agape, screaming around their unending circle of torture. now when i see a carousel, i see what everyone else sees. so funny that my camera captured a glimpse of my childhood fear.
as a small child i was repulsed at the sight of carousels. my mother recalls me as a toddler, shielding my eyes against the possibility of catching sight of one if i even heard the faintest tinkling of the music. i faintly remember my disgust of the impaled horses, mouths agape, screaming around their unending circle of torture. now when i see a carousel, i see what everyone else sees. so funny that my camera captured a glimpse of my childhood fear.
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bedheadchicken:
i'm very happy you're back on this site, btw.
sofreshsoclean:
welcome back. I guess, welcome back to us both.