har-ish

My seven year old son drew this green structure. To him, it was simply a collection of lines that presumably made perfect sense. I looked at it and decided it needed a little career guidance, so I refashioned it into a lighthouse :)

That immediately took me back to being thirteen, when I had an intimate encounter with someone much older than me. At that age, I was far too young to understand the experience or the complicated feelings around it. Some memories, however, have a curious habit of staying around long after we have found the words for them.