May 25, 2019
On Saturdays we rarely see each other because I'd be asleep well into Sunday. What do you do on Saturdays? I have so little interest in people I'm supposed to love. Is this how it feels for you, too? You don't have ill will, no. But you also don't have interest and curiosity, let alone the urge to at least try. But it doesn't mean we're bad people, does it? I often tell Ma that I understand you, Pa. Because out of your three children, it's me that inherited your personality. Utterly disinterested. In his own world. Happy when alone.