Sunday, September 8, 2013
The High Life
Laying on my couch, in the dark, listening to Paul Simon, realizing I could very well never see my dad alive again. Ah, another joyful Sunday night.
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fuuuuuucck. that sucks, sir. really sorry to hear this.
As am I, friend. You ever wanna go out for a beer, you know my number. And twitter handle. And where to find me on facebook.
Hugs.
Ash, oh no, my dad's not dying. Just contemplating the unlikelihood either one of us will make the effort to ever see each other again.
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