little bear gets little green apple. and she looks at me like really? can i? i feel like a tabula rasa but i remember stuff, like all the good things me and mister ate from trees. and the look he gave when he found out a little green apple might make you blink but it's a ball you can eat! little bear reminds me of things that i remember from before little bear was alive.

i was in a funnel looking for pictures of mister eating little green apples and i couldn't find one. i've thought millions of times i wish i was more together more organized but every day i just keep drifting and dreaming and most of the contents of my dreams dissolve and are effectively lost. since mister is gone i'm the effect of what is lost and what i can still retrieve, and not necessarily what i'm trying to call up.