Olympus OM-2/Kodak Porta 400 film
It's a fact that you're either a sibling or you aren't. The details of your relationship are almost irrelevant because that is where certainty runs off.
It occurred to me on one of my early morning, jet-lagging, drives along the pre-dawn beach, that my operating system crashed when my sister died. I'm learning how to navigate the world now as an only, my sibling position my phantom limb. Totally different than not speaking, or not having a thing in common, because that connection, how ever tenuous is still tangible.
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