January 10, 2011

16 Jan

This is Racky the Raccoon.  He was given to me by my Aunt Sharon when I was 6 or so. I moved a lot as a kid, but Racky was always there for me. I didn’t take him to college for fear of him getting lost or ruined. I thought about bringing him to New York  but decided I had a boyfriend to cuddle with instead. My first couple of months in New York were difficult for me. So when I opened a package from my mother and found my Racky with a purple bow on him, I was so happy to see him. I still opt to cuddle with my boyfriend, and I don’t care if it is childish. Having him in New York is comforting.


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