memory leaks today.

i was a girl once.

i used to love sleeping in the shade of the large oak tree on the edge of the beach at my grandmothers in the late afternoons. i would sleep with my head on the chest of my dog 'Tater who was a redbone; a breed that sometimes results in dogs the colour of sweet potatos. We would nap after mornings filled with swimming, catching frogs and pretending to bake potatos using rocks i would dampen in the lake, roll in sand pretending it was crumbs, and stuffing them under the railroad ties that served as steps to the waters edge.

i would dig up strange semi-aquatic bugs deep in the wet sand.

i once sat up all night and watched snapping turtles hatch on that same beach at sunrise. the little ones bite, you know.