i don't remember ever sweating so much in winter.

 i don't ever remember, maybe when i was a kid.

 i don't remember when i was a kid. 

i don't remember everything, how could i possibly, i don't remember nothing, though nothingness crept in under the bed, i remember some things things such as letters floating in milk, yuk, too sweet. i might remember putting the letter o for snowman eyes, even then, my instinct told me that cereal was wrong, and i would lose my teeth. the snow angels were blessédly unsexed, and yet in a kid way sexy, legs scissoring into wings, they didn't have faces, nor need. it was always snowman then though, even if it was no man, we didn't think of diversity of beings then.