You can count on….

• you can count on my dad always saying “ohmygosh” every single time a car speeds by his own,
  
• my moms loving face as she’s doing her absolute best leading me through shopping at an outlet mall, encouraging me or suggesting we look at clark’s shoes, just trying to give me what she knows to be nice and good and what i’d want. the turmoil within to want more but not at the same time.
  • I’m so sorry for being an ass about that