“Tell me who’s your Lover and I’ll tell you who you are.”

this is an old Proverb that has been abused a few times.

it can also read;“Tell me who’s your friend and I’ll tell you who you are.”

so I'm going to delve into the friends of my past and my lovers. in detail... this by the way is one of the reasons that I made this blog 'adult'.

lets start with my very first, Girl friend. her grand parents lived next door to my grand parents.

Her name was Jennifer and she played house like no other. she was a Red head, taller then me, 1 year older, and she was bossy as hell.

When I went to live with my Dad(4th-5th grade me thinks) I lost contact with her... never heard from her again.

I have a lot of fond memories of the little red headed girl from across the way.

the one that I think holds the most significance is us on other side of the fence... laying on the ground looking up at the clouds, pulling grapes right of the vine that her grandfather grew along the back fence. we were talking about what we seen in the clouds. one of the first time I realized I was nothing like the other kids. she was seeing rabbits, Ducks, and Abe Lincoln... that was three different clouds. I was seeing dozens of things out of the first cloud. but I only told her one of them... "I see you..." she squeezed my hand tighter and we went back to our game. I was maybe 8-9 years old.