If you can mind your father, you should. “Mind ya fathah now, child…” You can hear all this when you think about your childhood inside of a flashback. A flashback is a crippling moment of sorrow that has nothing to do with impunity. You only think you don’t sleep to dream, but you know that you don’t know. A flashback can help or harm. One time, there was a flashback at my high school and the gym teacher quit the very next day. She spent the rest of her days down by the docks drinking 7up and whistling Sum 41 songs.
