I miss you. 

I promise a good long post on Saturday. 

What would you like to read about? 

Let me know. 

Also, I guess some shit went down in the family restroom at the mall. 

30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 16

Day 16: Something I miss

Um, I miss the rains
Down in Africa; and the
Michigan summers

When I was, say, 8-15, my sister and I would spend our summers in Michigan with our dad and stepmom.

We spent a lot of time at Dow Gardens, and we went to farmers markets and square dances and fishing and swimming and day camps.

I miss that.