Let me tell you a story about a man named Brady – no? Alrighty then, I’ll share some more of my world with Cee and all of you.
What is your earliest memory? Ummm. I think my earliest memory is from when I was probably five or six years old – that’s based on when I think we lived in Arnegard, North Dakota. I stayed home from school one day because I was sick (or I was pretending to be sick) and when my parents went to work I “cleaned” house. which means I threw out things I didn’t like, mainly my saddle shoes. I hated those shoes. I suspect my “cleaning” did not earn me gold stars but I’ve conveniently forgotten that part.
Which way does the toilet paper roll go? Over or under? Over. Always. It makes more sense to me for it to go over. Easier to find the end in the dark.
What makes you feel grounded? Quiet time with myself. The sound of ocean or large lake waves hitting the shore. Birdsong. Cat’s purring.