Lonely Legacy

My mother had a great legacy of educating, of performing in the kitchen, of painting which will continue as I open a gallery. Of what I have accomplished so far in my life, I have found I am remembered by strangers far and few between whom I no longer remember, myself, but who occaisionally recognize me. My life is affirmed by those who saw me sing on a street corner in Europe or in their living room as I gave them a taste between journeys through countries; as I’d picked them up hitchhiking in a speedo and goggles after the park closed and saved them, so they felt. They also remember me as being kind. My unusual outgoingness, ridiculously trusting nature, need to shared with anyone who will listen, and love have put me in unusual situations that helped people, but, it’s time to start another legacy that brings local friends.

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