1999-07-13 - 02:01 a.m.

July 13, 1999

Beloved,

Today I saw my uncle’s family for the first time since they moved back from Mexico. Adan, the oldest son, really grew up. In my mind he is still small and chubby with rosy cheeks. I remember how my brother and I taught him to hit himself on command. Ah yes, memories.

I have been having a small fantasy/dream of a possible future. It is so utterly taboo that I don’t even dare write it. My hormones are way out of control, poit. My mind and body are still out of sync.

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