I’m flying over farmville as we speak. Topeka, Kansas, to be exact. I’m going to Los Angelos to visit a friend I haven’t seen in years. He called me one month ago and asked me to come. I’m trying to say yes when I’m invited on an adventure. So here I am. Catch flights, not …
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Words from a Mourning Daughter
“It’s a hard thing, losing a father
after they’ve been sick for so long.
You feel relieved
melancholic
peaceful
devastated
calm
grateful that they’re out of pain, grateful to have your life back
but wrecked to have it back without them in it.”
Life of a Disgruntled Twenty-Something 