We all know what it’s like to have a pet. I have a cat, I have a dog, I have an alligator, and I have a horse. It’s not that complicated, really. It’s just that we are all creatures of habit.
When you do something over and over and over again without a clear reason, it can develop into a habit. This was particularly true when I was a teenager. I had a dog, I had a cat, I had a horse. None were as obsessed as I was with them. All that changed one night in the middle of my freshman year of high school when I went to visit a friend at his apartment.
I was having a bad day. I had a bad day. And what I was having a bad day was eating a lot of fish. I was really upset about that. I had a dog, I had a cat, I had a horse. None of them were as interested in my sad mood as I was. All that changed one night as I was sitting in my friend’s apartment watching a movie about a space station.
The scene in that movie wasn’t just any movie. It was a Star Wars film, the same one I saw over and over again growing up. I remember it the way an adult remembers a favorite movie, the way a child remembers a great show, the way a child remembers a book, the way an adult remembers their favorite song, the way a teenager remembers their first kiss, the way a teenager remembers their favorite color.
They were all about the same time in my life, back when I was a teenager.
It’s all about the same time in our lives, too. When we think about the year 2015, it will be 20 years since that Star Wars film and 10 years since that other movie. Which makes it a bit harder to get our minds wrapped up in that kind of nostalgia.
The year 2015 is a bit of a blur for me too. I think I remember the time I came up with the idea of writing a book about a girl I used to know who lived in New York City. I probably told my parents that I had decided to write a book about her and she probably thought I was writing about her.
I am not sure I can really remember her name. It was a girl like some of the other girls I used to know. It could have been like an actress, or a model, or a designer. I don’t think I even really know who she was. There were some people I liked, but for whatever reason I didn’t feel like I was really close to them.
I know this is a strange book, but it’s interesting to think about the different ways people can relate to each other. I know I can relate to the book’s main character because I used to be part of the same community of friends as the girl I am writing about.
Yeah, the main character of this book has a pet, so she is a fish. She’s a fish because she was raised by a fish and because she is one of the only fish on the island. I see this as the same kind of thing that happens with a relationship between a parent and child. They are either close or they are not.
