May 11, 2019
Sometime this last week there was heavy rain. Got to the office soaked and hungry. I forget now if you were at the house when I left. Days meld into each other, I'm not sure which is which. I just know you have basketball on Mondays and Wednesdays. But I think you also had basketball yesterday. IDK. All I can picture now is your calm face, your gentle voice, your smooth skin. How I both want to stop loving you and give us another chance. Do you remember, Pa? Last September when I said I don't want to live here?