And you don't mind me.
I'm going to-- wanted to--
there.
I think that's a little better.
my mother died while I was writing this, and it was very--
well, need I say very upsetting and traumatic.
And so this is where this comes from.
We had this moment where we were, like, scattering ashes,
and they wound up on me and it was like, what do I do?
And I was like, I'm going to wait for it to rain,
and I'll walk in the rain.
This is what these look like.
"A shotgun above every door where--" Oh, yeah,
my mother had 32 guns in the house when she died which is
common for my family.
But I had a cousin.
She lived in Delaware.
And I had this, like, evil, drunken, mean cousin
drive all the way from Iowa to, like, steal all the guns
while she was in the hospital.
And then she died the next day.
He didn't even, like, check in on her.
My family's gross.
"A shotgun above every door where I grew up.
I did not mean to get her ashes on my shoes.
I will wait to walk in the rain, refusing
to exert the stress of time.
Everyone envied everyone.
Shotgun behind their backs.
Our favorite game when I was a baby
was to throw me off the roof, then run downstairs to catch me.
Oh, how we laughed."