Part 27

It is the earliest of memories.  Two or three years into life.  Embryonic.  Alone.  Outside.  Walking.  It feels like early to mid afternoon.  Blue sky above.  Some clouds.  Maybe summer.  Maybe not.   A definite perception of freedom.  Genuinely alone.  A way of escape.  A child with a map.  Does twenty four or thirty six months give you consciousness?  A place

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