tah marro is ahnotha day

So... It is another day, Scarlett. Not a do-over, but another clean slate, as they say
(whoever they is) (are?). "And how was to-day, Dear?" Meh.

Sincere apology, good.
The sun is out, that's good.
I spoke to a kid, that's good. (Not a random kid, one of the two I birthed)

Again today, my thoughts are with my dead Mother. The shit she hid. The shit she said. The shit that frightened her into spouting her favorite expression: "You shouldn't know of it"

What would she tell me today? "Don't be a schmuck. Everything is fine. Look, it's nice out, go outside, get some sun. WAIT. Do you have sunscreen? You shouldn't know of it..."

Thanks, Ma.