Osborne Avenue
October 21, 2006 | permalink

I got drunk texted by The Old Man today. It's definitely not the first time, though it hasn't happened in a while. I found that it made me feel exasperated, a little; and then sad. We were really close, when I was a kid, even though it was in a fucked up kind of way; and now it's like some stranger is wearing my father's skin. Despite all the things I resent him for, I still miss that closeness that we once had.

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