January 10, 2017
I erase everything and start over. I am in a woods in Ohio hunting squirrels with my father. Iím wearing a red hooded sweatshirt or is it the stock of my shotgun that is red? Possibly both. My father bought the shotgun for me I doní know maybe on my twelfth birthday. It was stolen many years later. I am in Ohio talking to my sister who wants me to write a book. A dove has landed on her driveway confirming her desire to make this happen. It doesnít work out because my style of writing doesnít mesh with hers.