Did you ever want a pony? I was promisedd one by my father when i ws younger. I never wanted the pony i just wanted the time with my father. And as my mother had taught me presents are the only proof of affection so that pony meant he loved me a lot. he gave me the bussiness card of where he was going to get my pony. i don’t think i’d see him for another 3 years after that month passed.

I don’t remember as much now, or like every one’s intensified reminiscence of a child hood memory, now, choose to to remember.

Like some The French Lieutenants crap i sat on the porch outside the house everyday that summer playing with the power ranger action figures he’d given me and eating orange tick tacks. My favorite was the red ranger.