May 23, 2019
Dear Pa, it's a Thursday. This is one of my favorite days. We only have seven days, can you believe? To which someone else will say: No, we have X number of days. An infinite amount of days. This Thursday is different from all the other Thursdays. But why does it feel all Groundhog Day-ish? Been feeling this since around 100 Thursdays ago, or more. The bus is filling up. In a matter of 2 minutes we will be heading toward McKinley. When I left the house you were watching the news. Coffee mug beside you. I miss you.