The Memory of Running

I like solitude if everybody's like two rooms over. I really, really love the memory of running. My first official job was my mom worked for these two women that ran a Cyclopedia company out of their apartment in Plainfield, Illinois. And every day after school, I would be a caretaker for Anne Hilda who was like 98 and I would be her paid companion. She lived with us and I just loved it because she is a fourth grader so I'd keep them common lady sandwiches all day. You're instantly incredibly important to someone and completely in the consequential because your kids don't really give a shit about you at the same time you're everything to them. It