home. One of my homes. The one where I grew up. I haven't been here since Easter. I'm glad I came. My father is aging at an increasingly rapid pace. He has flashes of himself, but i find it harder and harder to really pin that person down. It is unbearable. I'm not doing so well with the anxiety of life and all its impending challenges.

12:06 a.m. - 2016-09-25