Seven's a charm...

Remembering all the names, all the birthdays, all the voices over the line...

How many people can say they've shared a room with 3 other brothers, a house with 6 other siblings and a dinning table with 10 chairs that extends?

7's my favourite number...meal times were crazy back then...it was like feeding a platoon...christmas and cny shoppings were a blast...finding cheap places to buy stuff...raggidy hand me downs, sliding across newly mopped floors, watching cartoons with my brothers every saturday morning...

2 questions hit me everyday - How does one woman manage to handle a bunch of monsters? and How can anyone walk away from what he made? Will never be able to answer those questions and do not intend to ...

I cannot remember a quiet day at home when i was younger...even at night, we were sneaking out trying to watch TV and playing silly games in the dark...had so much time with shit it's not funny...had my brother shit in a drawer, stepped on fresh shit from a diaper and saw green shit...i mean...who sees green shit right?

Seen my 2 younger brothers become men from just babies in a cradle...drinking a can of beer and turning red sitting in front of the fridge...having my baby bro hug my guitar to sleep and crying when i left...things that leave a deep, deep impression on my heart...

I miss those days...7 years ago...

Jermz