Sunday
I’ve been up for about 30 minutes; I thought Dad was calling me. It had been a long time since I heard his voice in the morning. Dad slept here at home, which feels good because he hadn’t done it in a while. Yesterday we watched the national team win—an unquestionably great victory. […]
I’ve been up for about 30 minutes; I thought Dad was calling me. It had been a long time since I heard his voice in the morning.
Dad slept here at home, which feels good because he hadn’t done it in a while.
Yesterday we watched the national team win—an unquestionably great victory.
I also woke up a bit emo; I’ve only heard from you once since yesterday, and just briefly. Is this real or just a fantasy? I don’t know, but all I can say is it hurts, it hurts a lot.
I need to figure out what to do with my life; it’s necessary…