Today marks the six-month anniversary of my Dad passing out of this world. Tomorrow would have been his 62nd birthday.
I am getting drunk in his honour.
I'm really not in a good place right now (actually I feel that I really haven't been happy since I moved to WA), but I figure like anything broken, ie arm or leg, the only thing that can fix this is time.
So I wait.
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