when i was 17, i used to look like this. now i’m old enough to know i shouldn’t carry a dead fish in my mouth. first of all, that fish is completely decomposed by now.
these days i can’t help but notice the large elephant ears growing over my original ears. using them, i can hear elijah’s voice/crying voice anywhere i go — even when i’m showering. when i hear his voice, i dash over to see what he’s up to. i’m always ready to rescue elijah. i’ve got mama-elephant ears.